Old paint chipping away exposing the layers of the many lies they preach Covered in the lies of the guilty burdens and the guise of what hides beneath Every breath taken is a cry for a sigh of relief Who’s next to get there breath taken as we tithe in belief. Belief in better days, […]Read more "I dont believe that Black Lives Matter…"
The following is an excerpt from my journal years ago as I struggled with obtaining definite purpose and growing in enlightenment: The fork in the road of accomplishment.. How can I be so old and have no idea what I want to do in my life? It’s crazy that all this time I’ve been thinking, […]Read more "Where is my life headed? What path is this I have chosen?"
Since when did becoming blind men,
And the thoughts of enlightening
instead of brightness have become frightening.
Who made the meanings to these words? Why are we not free to express ourselves? Close your eyes and see what you believe? It’s must be clear. God must be near. Who made this system to which we are forced to adhere. Feels like my intention is discarded and the meaning of my heart is […]Read more "WORDS"