WICKED REAPS

By JessyKen: Wicked Reaps Pain, Anger, Rage. All I feel. Pain begotten from words ought not to be uttered; Anger sown by the oppressors that think themselves better; And actions reaped in the later age after all is forgotten! O’…

Mama Africa

By Ruth: Mama Africa Africa oh! Africa my home. Home of my acestral being. Shimmering beauty of dark melanin. Mama Africa here you reside. In rare ancestral beauty. Mama Africa oh! mama. Endowed with great strength. You effortlessly tilled the…

Chronicles Of A Soldier

By Ruth: Dedicated To All The Soldiers. Title– Chronicle Of A Soldier. We were sent to war Thousands and thousands of us. To fight for the peace of our nation. A nation filled with tribalism. To restore peace and lost…

If It Weren’t For You.

By Ruth: If It Weren’t For You. If it weren’t for you I’d think the world’ s same. Blinded by my ignorance Wallowed in my worst pass. Buried in the injuries of yesterday. We met I hated you but you…

Light Of The World

By Ruth: Light Of The World . Whatever said by man. Your ways so different from ours. That we have to ponder and wonder. Your great dazzling features Our corporeal eyes can’t behold. You are the word in the world.…