Justice by Langston Hughes
That Justice is a blind goddessIs a thing to which we black are wise.Her bandage hides two festering soresThat onceContinue Reading
A selection of my original work and favorite poems. (And maybe sometimes a writing blog.)
That Justice is a blind goddessIs a thing to which we black are wise.Her bandage hides two festering soresThat onceContinue Reading
Like any good son, I pull my father outof the water, drag him by his hair through white sand, hisContinue Reading
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I startContinue Reading
a furry patchworkin black and white spots zipped byas the mosques sang out
a peach-pink death shroudblushed for cheeks now frozen colda cruel mockery
a flittering wavebird wings sing softly like sheetsswaying on clothes lines
her nails click and clacklittle paws dipped in white painthappiness dances
blood-red horizonseeps into the sky’s pink mouthDeath licks hungrily
perhaps there’s some truth in rolling waves that crash and spiton this lonely shore
Fire eyes: I see your burning hatredbut I am no fool— Given a corner dark enoughand you’d drink me up;parch yourContinue Reading