Listen… At my worse I said as u say now…” I don’t give a $%@& about nothing!… If this statement is true, why do u take ur sweater off when the sun’s heat rises? Why do u search for food when ur hungry? Look for a toilet when ur bowels start moving? Smoke a cigarette when ur stressed out? Holler at girls when ur lonely? This sentance isn’t factual at all… We all care about “something”…maybe what we’re trying to say for real is that “damn man I’ve lost my way! ” or ” I don’t know what’s important anymore, cuz I sure feel like my own life ain’t. ” this is where u need to be serious for urself and walk away from routine in order to sort through the mess of ur mind, heart, and life to get rid of the obvious bs getting u so tied up, and keep whatever good u may find within u that’ll give u what u need to know the landscape of ur own soul again. Preaching??? Nah…I’m doing this too even as I write this… Good luck stranger… Pack Redfeather

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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