My idea was to take an album, that I was a huge fan of, and break it down track by track. Using each song as a topic for a poem. Enter, Stevie Wonder’s “Songs in the Key of Life”.
:: contusion ::
superficial wounds are not meant to hinder us but to teach lessons ============= Copyright ©2014 by J.S. Atkins for Running Likwid Works “The Life that Songs Unlocked” Project | part One As inspired by Stevie Wonder’s iconic, “Songs in the Key […]
:: have a talk with God ::
the present day contrary to popular belief, is not as different as some feel just different in how it is presented, the difference, are those dealing in the present our way has been lost, you can pick and choose why but somewhere along the line we… simply forgot the means to which they got by […]
:: love’s in need of love today ::
are we offended
by the thought of togetherness
:: village ghetto land ::
this land is your land it was never my land, from the Watts towers to vacant Barry Farms land the chilled ran amuck, birthed from homes of fatherless woes man leaving the children to run amuck, birthed from homes absent of, a man re-threading the spinning wheel weaving a cycle of thicker fabric, penetrating hopes […]
:: sir duke ::
it’s like love unexplainable indescribable an entity all it’s own it’s like life for some there’s no existence without it it’s like laughter essential in it’s healing and mood altering ability it’s like links between here and now the present and the future the backdrop for all we are and ever will be it’s like […]
2:16
I have cried been pissed off laughed uncontrollably, been worried to no end and felt pride unbeknownst to me, chastized and lectured tickled and joked endlessly helped and reassured protected that which is a part of me, I am amazed everyday at the young man that you are, born into a world of confusion yet […]
:: bohemians & jacuzzis ::
wild like sockets disturbed by unaware fingers your mane rests pon your head like an au natural crown, as the rest of you is covered laughingly in less fabric than the mesh wrapped around me I’ve died for the third time, while thinking of the possibilities that lie at the root of your womanhood, between […]
:: timberlands (from where I’m from) ::
I come from a place where the grind is real from a time where the shine had actual appeal when you hustled 4 survival, got stamped with the hood’s seal not 4 a misguided attempt at acquiring a record deal when you actually had to be in order to walk like you were hard when […]
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