Poems from OnEE spEEks
My Pops never cease to amaze Me..... always the magician He is. Just when I think I figured out something, He Rubix cubes it & hands...
I feel better, less pressure anytime I let the pen fly. I purge the words surfing thru my head , laying down the black & white, arouses...
I Am going to say this tho....
So that it is known what Words I Am spEEk'n for Myself. My voice is My Birthright to Myself, therefore I...
My EXISTENCE is MY BIRTHRIGHT to BE As I AM right here right now. I Live Wholeheartedly in this space that is thoroughly Mine to take...As...
I Am sorry My actions, i.e. who I Am, hurt You.
I apologize for partial understandings that We're too afraid to address. So it forbids Us...