Pheonix Crouching: Part 1
Pheonix Crouching… (Part 1) I smell the earth through my pores open from sweatin’ …fermented impurities I feel the ocean churning around and within keepin’ us constantly connected… While seemingly separating us This...
Innovate, Educate, Liberate!
Pheonix Crouching… (Part 1) I smell the earth through my pores open from sweatin’ …fermented impurities I feel the ocean churning around and within keepin’ us constantly connected… While seemingly separating us This...
BY The wayside Be gone! Says the powers that be In me ANY One that is ready, willing and able Is presented With the task Of overcoming Themself MEANS To an end? Or...
A graceful song sways by with the wind at her tail Timid thoughtfulness masked by effortless radiance as the words flow like cane juice caressed by molasses Violenes sung in the ears of...
6 more bullets in our atmosphere at the strike of 5 a.m. wondering did anyone else hear Each one, like a lash through the night on the backs of slaves might one, two...
Freedom’s Children You were bornFirst in our heartsThen our minds began their compositionSoulful songs of LovePeaceful pulses of CreativityArising an Awareness, never before set free Born out from the hills of our historiesAnd...
Freedom’s Children Poem by Dara Monifah.
Sankofa…Let Us Start With One Day Sankofa … …Sankofa ….Sankofa! Our youth cry tears of ignorance and lies told to them in ways so believable so picturesque how could they not believe… it’s...
If I had a dollar for every bullet punctured I’d be filthy rich with the blood, pain, confusion and hatred of my own .people what are we waiting on? who are we waiting...
Listen inward for that guiding sound