He’s black He is a man And he is black His...
The sun Gave rise to A mighty phoenix From the ashes...
Faultless crowning words Transforming – frozen Knuckles cold and solid To...
Oh, my! What a world Where spiders weave webs of deceit...
The moon She smiles at me Above all billowous masses Below...
He said, I’ll beat you And I Don’t hurt me I’ll...
Guilt manifested by love On impaired sheets of cotton We wear...
The mountain crest With deepened precipice Powered white And saddened –...
(Then) I dared to live And love and Yes To falter...
My poems grip me As each new handshake Enthrall me To...