A memoire of sorts
This void in my heart Infinite chasm, beyond repair looking inward where does this pain come from? secret lies and hidden thoughts A morbid disease of the soul in a desert of lascivious pride black is the color of my true love perfidious, feckless, fickle Vegetating in this slump Wallowing in the wastelands of imperfect... Continue Reading →
Don't you just hate it when you can't seem to catch a break. Wouldn't you like to be the envy of people. Sadly for you, that will never happen, because you are not perfect. You will never be like your pastor or the cousin who is now the CXO of some corporation; that friend who... Continue Reading →
Ever since I was young, I have wondered, what makes us different from animals? We say we can communicate with each other, that we care for our young ones. We show empathy, love and anger. But, does that make us any different from an animal? In fact they are capable of showing much less the... Continue Reading →
When I was young, I was trained to respect myself. Traditionally this would be mean that I would have to be quick on my feet and mind. To be able to respond to people with an equal measure of aggression or more. To be able to show people that you can't be messed with and... Continue Reading →
An Ode to my father
Vagrant lost to the clutches of flesh
Life Less Ordinary 