The proof of the truth of what u say to people is evident through ur mannerisms and disposition. If u choose revenge, spite, and the use of vile speech as ur way, then the faith ud have me follow, and the trust in what ud have me believe in about what ur saying is an obvious lie u urself have no true connection to.
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. View more posts
