Poetry

The Humbling

I rose I gained a high and lofty name I followed my own habits And slowly became me I walked the trails that not had before Wasting no time I…

A Higher Law

Question my mind The answer was unimaginable Subscribe to a higher law it told me And the writ law no longer applies to you What do you mean? I mean,…

Soul Cry

A soul once crawled out from the bowels of the grave That soul knew for sure it was on the road of the dead When a hand pressed to its…