CAIN (Poem)

CAIN… The first son.. The son of the Eve The son who gained all The son you can’t cross The son of rebellion Gainst all that is right Against all that is prosperous The son who manipulated you to believe you ain’t nothing called worthy The son of this worldly…

Thanksgiving (Poem)

Woe the hypocrisy… The giving of thanks to righteous dishonesty… The Law of the land that commands us to disagree… Black out the curtains Compell us to not to see What a fallacy? Such a fantasy Do as we will But not think of the consequenceees… Cancel each other then act like it’s not bigotry… Do as we will Forget that we’re living a dream… A dream that will end Before you thank what you gained