Think I don’t know what I’m taking about and u do huh?… well please, answer me this then if ur honest and not just being pretentious… how can u tell me of Rome if u’ve never been to Italy?…. The words I speak I’ve experienced… and survived… u?… u get ur gangsterism and fake thug life attitudes from music videos and cheap movies with really bad struggling actors. So go blow the smoke of judgement in another fools face… kuz I don’t smoke…
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
