smooth lines speak of yesterday
when it was easy to sip
brew and top shelf
still nights shattered
in days gone by
cause white girl ran away
as Mary's last days
found me sleeping too much
the color schemes
i've learned to adore as you
sunsets bronze golden
they rise each day waiting
for those that used to come here
to play again
while tapping keystroke till dawn
yes i remember
writing
i remember poets story tellers mc's and griots
came and dropped the dozens in denizens
unseen the hand that guides these masters...

"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..."
ASIEM
"Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran
(Be and it is)
" A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder




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