A simple poem for Christmas
In a world where sin ruled A dominion ceased from the fall of men Was a child sent to set men free And live among men for eternity At night was the shepherd flock Visited by…
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Between My Arms.
Before the morning calls the street awake, I gather you against my chest, Your breath a gentle drum, teaching me patience. From the first cry that split the night, I learned…
Africa in a glance
This is a poem for the Africa of old I can tell you of a place Lovely as a pretty face A land full of greener fields Virile men in melanin skin Mountains high and valleys low…
Choice: God's Gift
Lured by the waves of lust The deceits that seem true before our eyes But deep within are snares with gnashing teeth Waiting, longing, and eager to rip the flesh of its victim…
The scars that shape me
I'm made of pain, the broken pieces of me Precept by precept my torn flesh packed up Each scar an image of pain and brokenness But in them was my strength built I am no longer…
The Weight of an Unsaid Yes
Little did I know time travels Leaving behind the burden I once hope it'd heal And the things I hesitated to embrace There I sat, tick by tick watching it fade away Wishes…
Respect in life and death
(practice in Rhyme) *Of steel and sun, the knights collide, A clash of strength, a warrior's pride. Bright shields gleam, swords sing their song, Right against wrong, where…
Streets of Pink
In streets of pink, where sunset gleams, A lone man stands, with memories it seems. His corner's warm, a cozy nest, Where he finds peace, and takes his rest. His eyes, like…
The smell of an old book
In the library of prehistoric documentaries Are books bath in dust and web fibers Yet keeper of stories long forgotten And bricks of current reoccurring events The smell of…
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