There’s no easy way out! No short cuts home! U’ve heard the song… don’t just listen… live it! For me, too much is not enough… there is no middle ground anymore inside of me when it comes to what’s important! No excuses to why I should wait or take a break going after what I’ve been told “I” can have if I just sell off what’s false for what’s real! What’s real is that my destiny’s really on me! I make “my own” choices In my life! I choose war! War Against the weakness of my own soul believing my own and other weak ppl’s bs! I need a woman! My homies! need a cigarette! A beer! A joint! Coke! Meth! Whatever…Anything that covers up who I really am and how I really feel! Warriors don’t hide! From the fear of pain or even death! Two things only fools believe they can escape in this experience called life. So Turn around… look in the mirror… and look ur true enemy in the eyes and say No!… I’ve had enough! No more excuses… I’m done running! Pack Redfeather
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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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