Month: April 2017
There is no waiting on ourselves we are all there is / to life to freedom, and to peace.K.M.
Here is the extended audio version of this poem by me – enjoy P.S please note audio is low headphones are best thank you kindly for listening.
Originally posted on Creative Talents Unleashed :
Preface . . . There are all night prayers in momma’s house, all night prayers upon my bed. My face hurts, my tear-ducts, my nostrils are swollen; see, my streets, are not like other streets. My sidewalks have caved in. These knees I carry, they are not mine, but…
Something good/ bound to happen!