Pack Man… dream on bro… remember ur own words… one of the harshest punishments of this life is the obsession over that which wasn’t even written for u!… my own reply to that statement of mine is “ but how does one know “what” was written for him when No one besides God himself has access to read what’s inside the book of destiny and decrees?… true that Pack! so, just live ur life and don’t worry about what U’ll find or miss while living. It’ll’ either come to u or it won’t… just be urself and do what ur supposed to do as a man after God’s own heart and u should succeed.

Published by Pack Redfeather

I am a walking contradiction of traditions some say. An African American and Native American Muslim poet with a personal life history as violently turbulent as a Storm. A visionary from the bottom of life’s social barrel striving to share the hope found in the light of faith through sometimes dark but real poetry. I’m a former member of the Bloods street gang, former serial bank robber, and both federal/state prison convict. I live on my mother’s tribal reservation of the Leech Lake band of Ojibwe in Minnesota.

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