Still, i can feel the piercing remnants of her leaving us standing in my mind/
Be in the present moment and cherish it like your family inheritance. get it lol/
My father in and out of jail another black male with a voice so frail/
Lost in a world of trivial, coupled by diabolical swirls/
In the system, i am a third-world poet.. a champion for a positive cause/
If you don't stand for something, you will fall for anything/
This life fraught with treacherous folks, dumbfounded ways, and the mistreatment of minorities/
The blue Louisiana jazz man plays sultry sounds as dawn becomes dusk/ I found a pond of serenity, love, sincere friendship, and dreams to swim in/
A fierce cry evokes my natural voice to be echoed through ever last empire till i retire as sire.. the one u admire..but becasue of my soulful voice.. u did not hire (me)/