Ghetto Story

Locked up at an early age locked up at thirteen on a robbery case Been a lost cause since a juvenile Lost momma at seventeen so it’s hard to smile In pursuit of happiness it’s been awhile I lost a lot of friends cause they lost at trial No dad to raise a daughter, her…

The Reflection of Love

This is a love poem for my mother who is at home Where she eagerly waits until I finish reaping what I’ve sown And yes we have established that her eyes are hazel and green But there’s something if you look closely that I know you will not see It hurts me to say but…

To Change Our Circumstances

I didn’t mention that I have been a peer-educator for the Cognitive Intervention Program the past four years. People do not realize the wealth of understanding and wisdom found in the institutions around this country. Well I’ve tapped into this rich source to assist me in finding different avenues to changing a person’s Circumstance. I…