A Poem for Stephon Clark

Stephon Clark, A Daddy of two, Was shot twenty times, Or was it twenty two? You see, it’s so easy to get the little things mixed up, Maybe that is why the cops Told us three stories that were made up. Sac PD, here our cries You will continue to hear them, The more thatContinue reading “A Poem for Stephon Clark”

I Am Not a MadMan

I have been called to my own self defense, I am no madman, I am nothing but a bounty, of love and resource for all, for all who want and               accept it. I am not a madman. I am a presence that makes no        Continue reading “I Am Not a MadMan”

This Charge

This Charge, This mockery of peace and justice. Why these chains? Why these cells? Why these wardens? Why these overseers? Is the human soul not an inherent figure fixed of man? This is nothing that hasn’t been said before. If the day of judgement is true, Fear not for the victim’s but the evil’s souls.Continue reading “This Charge”