Look at the full moon through my window!
Wonder where the future holds.
Birds chrip to my name
Night swallows my hope.
Till the next day
One spot seeps threw my window into my room and it's shining!
Open eyes can never be blind
Clouds cover the path of light
Shine, Moon, Shine.
                                                            ©MH

If you don't admit your own mistakes
How can you know what choices to make?
Take a break from yourself and seek the help you need.
Read.
Write.
Be focused on what you got to do in life.
You are Manuel Hutchinson III.
Carry a book wherever you need to go.
Speak about what you believe in
Your spirit listens.
Time is ticking.
Choose your decision.
                                                            ©MH

I don't know my family,
Everyone is quiet.
Closed doors and zipped lips seal their fate with locks on it.
I never knew my family could be so dramatic
It's tragic
What happened to family.


©MH

My bodies cold,
My lips are blue,
I did this.
All because of you.
                                      ©MH

Knowledge wakes up my dome with bombs thrown down my street.
I wake up, lost in dust & gun shells  
" Shhhh. Be quite. "
As the sound of 1000 soldiers stomp across my heart.
Time stood still.
As my mom gets snatched right in front of me
" MOM, MOM, PLEASE don't take her away!"
I try to get one final word
"I love you. "
But it's heard on the bullet that went threw her brain.
Because of that,
I will never be the same.
America took away the one I adore.
For what. ?
All because of this war. ?
Just because my mom dressed in a long robe that hides her face?
Means she's hiding a terrorist in this place?
My scars
Is ready to enbattle vengeance on the American race.
These open wounds won't stop these open minded bombs
These lies
Won't reverse time
These  open eyes
Won't stop the flashbacks
Of that
" STRAY BULLET! ".
And these soilders,
Won't stop this WAR.

©MH

He knows
All my pain
All my struggle
He hears me when
I pray
Believe he'll help me
Lead the way

Work on me lord.

Faced with difficulties
Right in front of the enemy
Dismember my hopes & dreams.
Life ain't ****.
That's when he plants the seed.

Work on me lord.

Sprout out to his name in misery
Crushed by souls in defeat
Let my sprit sink deep.

Our roots are dying.

Work on me lord.

I pray.

For change.

                                              © MH

Our President,

Wants meatloaf;

Not liberation.

Life is too tragic
To be on the agenda of a

D   y    i   n g  
                            N  a  t  i  o  n

Enrich in the taste.

                                                 ©MH