Brother, Lover, Poet, Freelance writer, Son,

Canvas Paint Words. Canvas Paint

I am trippin’ off of you And the things that you do, And the way you talk, The way you talk, Baby it’s such a delight

O Spirit within me Spirit of the poetry that’s free. Abide in me to write to the people… From my soul of what I truly came… O Spirit in my soul

Nighttime love Daytime dreams while Afternoons delights us And the evening rolls on and on Until the next cycle

dark skin tall girl beauty like a black queen no matter where u come from no matter where or who u are

Beautiful faces From every shade of color From every span of the globe From every walk of life From every generation

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

Just in case you get this message Be sure to tell it to the sister Who’s down and out Who’s lost their way, Who no longer have hope

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

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.

Soothe me Groove me Making my nature rise Even in four-part harmony, As the music rocks me to sleep,

I am a man– No matter the color No matter the race No matter the time or place I AM A MAN!