My beautiful black women take some time to relax, close your
eyes, and let my words rub your backs until your notions come to a
climax from the sensual stimulation in your spin.
Separates, deactivates, and even contaminates the hearts of many, that imperceptible fungus that grows in-between the space of two hearts.
Hugs become premeditated shoves, kisses are now flying missiles aimed at infiltrators and your looked at as the collaborator on the same side from where the missiles launch, knowing that at one time your hearts were locked.
Talks fall like quarters into a jukebox playing a different song, none of a happy home are soft words on the telephone.
This predator stalks the weak and the strong inside and outside your
The White House Is Still White, Hmm! , really, must be a figment or someones migration working on their concentration, collaboration of devastation trying to be an infiltrator of motivation.
Why has racial discrimination become so tenement in the white house?
A man and the people behind him made a dream reality, Martin Luther King Jr said it better one day and that day, when President Obama moved into the white house.
The white house is still white so why fight people there are enough wars going on around the world, let President Obama do his job, he cannot appease all he has to regulate one thing at a time.
My brethren we are fighting to
put a muzzle on the voices of all
Who am I…. that brown face man…. who am I…. that
brown face man whom does not have to lounge in that sand to tan.
There is a woman standing so grand, her man truly does not…. understand why she calls me her brown face man.