o write a verse poet, to kinder the soul, to soothe it so, until we can feel every verse put to paper,

I am trippin’ off of you And the things that you do, And the way you talk, The way you talk, Baby it’s such a delight

To Nikki Giovanni Poetry and rhyme And reason At any season You’re the mother of words

one star so bright, shine, shine through the dark nigh… i love to see you shine so because i know how lovely you are

Because I care Enough to say enough, Even though times are so rough As society tries to bring me As society tries to bury me

a social commentary Among the vast of the sea and land Where a nation is born, Where a nation arises from the ash… Upon other large shoulders.

A SOCIAL COMMENTARY BLACK IS MY SKIN TAR BABY... SAMBO

Brother, Lover, Poet, Freelance writer, Son,

No matter the distance Between us in miles, No matter the lifespan, Spread all the while. No matter the challenges,

I sing a morning song That the robins do sing. I sing a morning song That you hear the church bells rin… I sing a morning song

Life goes on The mistakes are gone Times of remembrance are past The clock ticks on and on. I was born, I lived, I die,