Freed Heart in Staccato
Metawriter
Pap, pap, pap, pap, pap. Pap Pap pap.Look ma mi nah weepI just woke up from the long deepWhy it looks like everybody gone asleepCan’t even bother going out to…
Poetry
The Song of The City
There is a song in my heart for you. A hope. A vision springing up brand new
Original Manhood
When mercy in our eyes is better than looking right When we can move on even though the insult is hot When we can simmer and hold the hands of…
Song of the Prodigals
You hold strength in the palm of your hands This you revealed when you found us wandering the lands You called to us and sang us songs that called to…
Ode to The Humbling Presence of Jesus in Free Verse
Oh that I could sing your witness To offer up your words to this generation in musing tempo All of all, the beauty of your holiness to look forward to…