in memory of Lisa 'Left Eye’ Lop… In hopes that your sleep Will be the best ever A sleep that’s eternal In hopes your soul be at rest.
I am not pretty I am not fat, I am not tall enough, Too short, To thin,
To Nikki Giovanni Poetry and rhyme And reason At any season You’re the mother of words
The soul of Jazz Where Jazz is soul And the soul of Jazz is within Bringing back the days old Where Jazz was Jazz andJazz was…
to Tice, Sherry, Pat, Simone, Ma… Girls to the end No matter what No matter how, We are sisters to the very end
Sweet as honey That’s what you are to me And even more than words to say To have you near every night and d… That’s the way I feel about you.
In memory of Rosa L. Parks Freedom. You carried that banner For us all And for all of us you stood
Monday’s child raised up in the mo… Away to school for another day. Tuesday child makes ready for anot… Making the best of what that may c… Wednesday’s child in the middle of
Just when the day wanes longer, Legs and body not get any strengt… Memory short and not clear, Times of ending days near. Hair turns from gray to white,
Just because you are young Doesn’t mean much to some But because you are black It means nothing! Somebody killed another child!
Brother, Lover, Poet, Freelance writer, Son,
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
in memory of the children of South… Freedom! Lifted out of the ashes and into a… A river of joy A river of peace.
No matter the distance Between us in miles, No matter the lifespan, Spread all the while. No matter the challenges,
We live moment by moment Time after time, Allotted to us one day after day Until you’ll surely find Time slipping away slowly
