he was freenot a care in the worldan empty canvasstripped of lovehis power is in his handhe uses it with a gunto paint more bloodon the canvas of his communityto show them his heart 💔
Once upon a time, white people were free. They didn’t have to oppress black people. Black people submitted to slavery for centuries. When Abraham Lincoln set them free, white people became slaves to their ancestors racism and bigotry. Then, in 2020, the world...
The beginning and end of anything is the word. In Genesis, after God spoke things into existence, He saw that it was good and what was good in His eyes was all that He acknowledged. Hear no evil. Speak no evil. See no evil. How do we then know what good or evil is?...
today’s tears taste like fresh water as they travel the eye gates they almost escape before sniffles reroute them to my mouth I Love You is all they ever want to say drowning words that replay in my head as my tears give them a ride outside of my heart because...
The words at timesSeem trapped behindIllusions of the mindRedeemed?Sanctified?What’s insideAfter a rideOn the soul trainWhat remains?Freedom and restraintLess wordsMore meaningLess talkStillness in reasoningThe destinationLeaves me gleamingAt the peace...
