Bring Africa To Life Poem Bring Africa to life. She cannot live in that desolated den. Bring Light so she can see. Bring air so she breath in. She is a marvel of creation, but with earthly trouble within. Attacked from the soul so she is bleeding. Noise is what she lying in. Suffocation is …
Division of Power Poem I have a dream, no matter how to you it seems. Whom I represent and who am, is to be a part of mirror men game; to get in the glitter not for fame; but for a share to get my people home. I intend to grab the key from them, …
The Noise Hurtle For Battle Poem The noise hurtles for battle. Let the noise hurtle, in this destitute hour. Let there be a battle, between the words in my power. Let there commence an un ending struggle, to which the invisible will empower. As a man I am observed so little, but in my words, …
