If ur desire for me alone is centered around the physical male beauty my lord has bestowed upon me and not the sharpness of my intellect or the sincerity of my heart, than I would rather be as physically ugly as the heart that ur breast holds in the beautiful body ur lord has bestowed upon u that u would have me so desire u for!… Miskwa-Miigwan!
My worldly image isn’t the whole of who I am. Whether attractive to others or repulsive…the value of me lies alone in my knowing that I am not of my own making or fashioning. I am only as he willed me to be… with humility and gratitude there’s beauty and with all else only ugliness… 50/50
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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