We meet, once again your eyes “meet” my hair first I offer a hug yap I am that gal But then… you close in only to touch my hair yet again! you feel it you ask a million questions I repeat what I said the other day My hair just like yours has a texture…… Continue reading hair.
Today, I met a friend In you; the stranger next to me. We agree history has made us strangers; Enemies! but… Let’s try; let’s try to be friends, Let’s try… let’s try to agree on something; Something that will make history worth keeping. Let’s try… Walking at the same pace, Without trying to outrun one…… Continue reading Try…
We are not our brother’s keeper we are our brother and we are our sister. We must look past complexion and see community. Maya Angelou
Rhythm In Life 