I found belief easiest
in the aftermath
of dearest hopes reap
but I as well,
found it most restorative
before my senses could grasp proof
that it would come to be
for what I knew
came to be
and what a thought
to know my thoughts
so powerful
and empowering
that what I will
has more than potential
to be
if I but only step
out on a ledge
Hear’t’
my Mother
my Queen
my Wife
I have yet to submit
to my love of you
I have succumbed too deeply
to the lovelessness
of myself
but never tire in speaking to me
for many still fear
the day I finally will hear
Heart-filled Reminders
made to remember my record
yet I forget the records
written upon my heart
that I may yield
to what I may already know
having been given instructions
for how I am to become
who I truly am
What Good is Advice Nowadays?
be it not my words too empty
but defiled hearts too full and plenty
to hear of anything unhallowed
shallow be thy name which follows
Deafened Hearts
when will I ever
abandon this feeling like
I have only ever been
engaged in conversation with myself
no matter whom I imagine
at the other end
if their heart’s not yet ready
to hear that I feel
Two Pictures Make a Whole
I am
an adult and child
a man and boy
gentleman and ghetto
distinguished and disturbed
poor and rich
deaf, blind, and emissary
peasant, commoner, and dignitary
slave and King
Black, and god