Haikus
I had awakened and it felt
Like a rainy day
yet the clouds had nothing
to say
They spend most of the day
just passing by
You Beautiful People
Hatred to humility.
I can forgive humanity.
What you evoke is beauty…
My Mural
If I had the opportunity to design a mural mine would be a tribute to the mothers.
Mothers from all over the diaspora,
mothers from Africa, Brazil, the Caribbean, and the U.S.
The mothers on the mural are teachers, because mothers are our first teachers.
How Many Angels?
Dear America
How many angels
gunned down
in schools
out shopping
dancing
dating
sleeping
living
loving
before heaven fills up?
Haiku
I hear the birds
and I smell freedom
I taste it.