Every now and again
She gets this feeling
OMG, it’s hoeing season
She’ll be a hoe for a season
Hoping to be teasin’, pleasin’ you
Ho Ho Ho, Hoe!
Ain’t nothin’ wrong about it
Ever met a hoe trilla than thee?
I doubt it
She’ll be your hoe if only for a season
Hope to be pleasin’, just teasin (wink)….you
She don’t drink, but she do keep that green
Oh, oh but does t...
Friday 21st May 2021 5:57 pm
You see, as I’ve been waiting on the love of my life
Waiting so we can walk off into paradise
Thinking I was in love
Once, maybe twice before
Now I know betta
So Imma do betta
But not before I hit up not bae
Told ‘em let me put this thang on ya
One last time
Before the love of my life comes
Knocking on my door
One last time, before we have to say goodbye
Let me ...
Friday 21st May 2021 5:54 pm
Every time the glass of your skull
Crashes into the fist of another memory
To crush you where you stand
Because another memory has broken you
Because another memory has entered you
Like intruders, they force their way inside
They punch their way into your attention
They invade your heart
Until you must look at them
All so that they can violate you again
Tuesday 23rd February 2021 6:29 pm
Will you raise your voice for the oppressed
Will you demand Governmental redress
Will you speak on things that truly matter
Will you allow this illusion to truly shatter
Will you plant the seeds in the ears of youth
So they can discover the yield of truth
Will you speak up Will you scream
Will you have faith Will you dream
Will you turn up your volume for the silenced
Wednesday 28th October 2020 7:45 am
For a long time after,
I didn't think I would ever find the words to describe what you took from me or what you did,
It became my biggest shame,
Like every thrust you took added a 20 pound weight that I had to carry around with me after. I kept it hidden from everyone;
I worked so hard to keep it a secret because you made me feel like I deserved it.
I felt like you'd taken my fire,...
Saturday 9th December 2017 11:22 pm
A voice sang through the pavement of your innocence. You wondered.
But ignored to listen. Then, regret eventually rushed through you when neglecting the voice has turned into a warning.
"I can do this...everything..."
And that same innocence blanketed your sight towards what could have been done. Such naivety comforted you with rising above the warning. By pushing yourself. So hard....
Sunday 20th August 2017 3:50 pm
My hands are patterned by ambitions,
these lines on my skin are wishes,
palms marked like the sky after a shooting star
and shining when they interlace with your fingers,
your skin's wrinkles and crinkles.
The crevices of our skin do not match or meet
the way coloured paths on a map synchronise and intercross,
We are separate pieces of meat
Monday 31st July 2017 2:40 pm
There is so much pain and suffering,
For a land that should be free,
So much death and anguish,
For a place that many won’t see.
Yet of they march, they sail, they fly,
To fight for what is true.
Some to return, and some to die,
These brave men we never knew.
Saturday 15th October 2016 11:53 am
Thursday 5th February 2015 4:52 pm
Was it the yellow of your bright petals
or the way you danced in the breeze
that I brought you home from fields?
Was it the strength of your upright stalks
or the camaraderie, your solidarity?
There in the sun you sang hope,
songs that filled a mourning heart;
there in the wind you whispered
plaintive farewells on conflicted air-
fill this grieving with consolation.
Sunday 19th December 2010 1:32 pm