[box_dark] God Willing, this message finds your heart and soul in peace! I’m sharing these passages and saying of the noble Prophet Muhammad (Peace And Blessings of Allah Be Upon Him), as I hope you find comfort and guidance in them as I seek it. My body is close to death and seems to remain so and for my mind is near its infant state. Thus, I am troubled and struggling as my overall care is left in the hands of an earth surface level of fiendishly devilish creatures. Not only, do...READ MORE
God willing, I hope this letter finds you well in every branch of life! I’m happy for you that you made it through the storm! Hopefully, at some point, I’ll be able to wade through the muddy waters! It appears that these people are bent on keeping me here. On the 22nd I got an assault shot on my cellie that I shouldn’t have. At no time was I trying to hurt the guy, and they know it. Matter of fact, when they came, they were mad and cursing me out because there was wasn’t...READ MORE
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga, Nigga, Nigga! That’s just what they say Nigga, Nigga, Nigga, Nigga, Nigga! Who cares anyway?!? Nigga, Nigga, Nigga, Nigga, Nigga You must learn. Nigger! Nigger! Nigger! Those words cover so many dimensions; They can be the source of love And also tension I’ve been called a nigger without so much as a sound, Just a look That made my heart jump when it pounded You shoulda seen their eyes All they disgust, anger and despise I don’t know em, Ain’t never...READ MORE
Let the rain gush from the well of your eye! Allow my words to move you, While you read between the lines, Print so fine I’m a proud man, Wanting to cry too Strong, Full of pride, My dry eyes do hide what my soul truly feels No matter how much I try, I’m unable to reveal everything concealed beneath the surface Feelings I do have in abundance, I’m just careful, Not wanting you to hurt them I’d give you my heart, Which I’m sure you’d...READ MORE
I’m a STATISTIC! In life everything is categorized to place order and/or give identities. I’m a CRIMINAL. I’m a convicted FELON. I am a MURDERER/DRUG-DEALER. I am a BLACK MAN. In reflections of life, I didn’t realize that I mattered so much then. My every CHOICE and DECISION doesn’t just affect me and never has. I once thought that what I did was solely on me. I didn’t give thought to the effect my actions would have on the COMMUNITY, FAMILY, FUTURE...READ MORE
I just want you to hold me in your arms again! My only companion, My only friend, Then I’d feel safe in a place where I could cry like the baby you once knew upon your shoulder. Squeeze me tight please, Now you’re everything I need, More than you could imagine, Or dream. Mommy I want to hug you; Mommy I want to feel your embrace. I’m so lonely, Surrounded by bitter freezing cold, Warmth is what I long for; Even when there is heat, There’s still only one heart to...READ MORE
My time’s up, but I am still stuck, trapped in hell it seems/ The past is forgotten, all I have is penitentiary dreams, and prison realities/ So much has changed, the streets wouldn’t even look the same/ I doubt if I’d know how to cross the street, or drive, switching lanes, the pain has been fifteen and counting/ I claim it loud, black and proud, in despair/ I’ve survived, aint do like those other guys, hang myself, OD, or get killed/ still I live in a mansion, a...READ MORE
A lady of Italian heritage standing five feet eight inches tall, wearing a cream-color sundress to compliment her almond skin, soft brown eyes, edible toes, sporting a body out of a wet dream stood magnificently gorgeous before me smelling of sweet fragrance in summer. Her name was Dejuan. Man, could she work her love box! Dejuan could spread her legs apart, while I was in her, and throw her goodness to me while her fingers gripped both her big toes. Like a pony, she’d ride me every way;...READ MORE
The streets called, Damn, I listened! Living daily nightmares in prison, A dream I wish it was. No love, For a thug, Depression hugs; Frustration holds me tight; Shown in fact I’m Black Though my skin is light. Young and old out to earn their stripes, Paying the price for seeking that life When I only bit a slice of the American Pie Days full of despair Still, I’m glad to be alive. For nothing gangsters want to to pierce my side. The truth I seek, I can’t lie. Goodbye To the...READ MORE
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