In one could say of me.. هو شاعر بالمشاعر…literally, he’s a feeler of feelings lol..whack translation…ok…with a little more spice, he’s a poet of vividly raw emotions. A brown skinned human zeus throwing comprehensive and meaningful lightning bolts of dark yet educationally centered prose to the high and haughty who have locks on the gates of thier intellects. I don’t brag… Can’t and couldn’t because as our Petty world now a days runs as to our viability on how much paper u’ve got behind u in regards to schooling, Pack’s jacket of diplomas is completely naked lol… My book knowledge comes directly as the result of too many days, weeks, and years spent behind bars reading any piece of litature that was slipped between the bars of my cramped and depressing little grey cell. Reading… A complete waste of time?… U tell me!

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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