for in memory of Gwendolyn Brooks You inspire me And touch my very soul Setting my heart and mind free Making poetry valued like gold.

Summer rain— Falling from the skies, Summer rain— Pouring on my window pane, Summer rain—

To Nikki Giovanni Poetry and rhyme And reason At any season You’re the mother of words

to Tice, Sherry, Pat, Simone, Ma… Girls to the end No matter what No matter how, We are sisters to the very end

Come fly with me To the moon, To the stars shinning at night, Come fly with me Baby fly with me

A SOCIAL COMMENTARY BLACK IS MY SKIN TAR BABY... SAMBO

I open my mouth— And the words are there But all of a sudden nothing comes… And those few words that’s shared Still flows on no doubt.

Survival In a world that owes you nothing And yet they say they do. Give or take a thousand or two Yeah take NOT give

Life goes on The mistakes are gone Times of remembrance are past The clock ticks on and on. I was born, I lived, I die,

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 sing a morning song That the robins do sing. I sing a morning song That you hear the church bells rin… I sing a morning song

Gloomy skies with dark clouds abov… Where rain was every where And I am here lying in bed Sleeping, slumbering into a dream Unknown journeys of twist and turn…