Here I stand
Choice, Choice
Led me, to where I step
Means over need
Woes is me.
The worst of me
Slippers as deceit
YHWYs filth rags
Posing as silk
Proving nothing
Tooth Crack
Now, who wants that
To success and... no one to share.
No left, no right
I let some go. My life.
Do care.
There's a gunshot
It crazy...
Just some words
Give me credit.
How else, to do
bright star shine.
EXplode

My trumpet blows, as the wind,  
My next journey, a trip,  
Amongst a lil bitsy stain…  
On my shirt,  
Taking an occasion with someone  
Who identifies me…as we lay.  
But it’s sometimes… desperately needed.  
Thank you for sharing—  
My anchor, yet we’re on dry land,  
For genuine principles.  
I gotta be…where I need to go,  
And how…  
Am I gonna get there,
When Alice is the one holding my hand?  
is there peace… in silence?  
They say, it’s where YHWH dwells,  
Pays for rain, washed in faith.  
No one said,  it was gonna be easy.
As I see her fading, like cigarettes smoke
How  much should one endure?  
When the squeak wheel receives her reward.

Red flashing screams, tears held  
In the shame rock of failure.  
The head bone tied to our decisions,
A soldier forward marching to war—  
Our own goals, seeking to be seen,  
Yet craving invisibility.  

I speak truth,
No difference shines between good and evil.  
The white boasts of rewards—  
Secrets hover as the morning dim;
When he leaves, we marvel at a scene  
Like Klowns juggling twisted truths

Words we hold, air we breathe,
Defining our lives in whispers of deceit.  
Do you sense it?  
We dine on scraps left by rogues.
Sally Walker sits skeptically,  
Not laughing where judgment drifts—  

He lives by belief, his God a daily prayer.
Here it is, “YHWH” first—
Y’all better behave—
Compassion’s call in times of sorrow.  
Guess what?  
The kettle's dry,
And the waters of hope ebb away


.

Believe in me,  
Not the echoes of past ghosts.
A house of cards, guaranteed joker—  
Every misfortune haunts the night.
A man, weary, waits at the edge,  
Worn down like an 8-track, spinning silently,
Late-night calls eating away at time.  
I’ll be your anchor, steady when storms rise,*
No doubts nagging, no fears to chase.  
Our vow— 75 degrees in the August sun,  
You said I veered off-course back there,
Stay present, don’t let distractions stall the ride.
If my words make your eyes roll,
Why does my mouth betray what my heart whispers?  
No need for stress—
That message delivered in a moment of despair.
Fingers on shoulders, my trust anchors in your gaze,
“Bello”--the kiss of life
Affection cloaking the terror of fading shadows—
Back-to-back, yet you dimmed my light.

you are my peace
I am your
the lung excel
another statement
one of my ism
Is he is, or Is he ain't my baby
immerse in dye, you are
I just realized
Air need lung two
cozy bacon for my baby doll
hmmm
where did that come from?
alway on my mind
like a phone call
you don't wan na answer
but you still look down
Desert to the sun
under the excessive heat
I see
I appreciate you
Adam's rib
business is business
knives fights in the middle of the night
like eight ball living those cell's wall
I remember what I see...
So, help us now

In the silence, tapping a buzzing sound,  
Echoes of night where crickets abound,  
Do you know where we’re going,  
As the shadows keep growing?  

Rebuild, rebound, with each fleeting beat,  
Pace quicker, hear the thrum in your feet,  
Not fast enough, the night whispers low,  
Boy, go ahead, let your spirit flow.  

Underneath the stars, in the cool, crisp air,  
Chasing dreams that shimmer, daring to dare,  
With every heartbeat, feel the world ignite,  
In the rhythm of time, you.