You guys won’t believe what I have located in an old file storage location. If you have been following my endeavors, you are well aware that I had my poetry channels shut down by IG and YouTube. If you are not go back and check my blog posts. On top of this, after my channels were shutdown, I realized that the backups for my poetry videos had been accidentally deleted. I was shattered, because I knew that all of the hard work I had dedicated to creating those videos was lost.

The brazen skyline shimmers in the blazing sun like Pharaohs obelisks once did. Providing momentary shade from the battering heat, for the homeless high school kids. Power Brokers move mountains while scanning the clamor from the view of a penthouse suite. The luckless lot with their boxes and bags traverse the treadmill up and down Main Street. Average, working citizens are strapped to would-be felonies to add to the local economy. While the preacher speaks to

Once upon a time, there existed a very intimate and special point in time If you ever sit and listen, you can hear the elders speak of it in old tales and new nursery rhymes. An earth-shaking moment, when an individual became something far greater than oneself. They became part of a collective whole, whose power superseded the untold details of death.