In the midst of a terrible storm
So many tears drown our hearts
One man took the lives of so many
As nature’s retaliation continue to burn
The strong hearts put fear to the side
And handle business as should
Educated in disaster for a disaster
At NJIT, AND I UNDERSTAND PC/LAN
I been through more than enough
For thirty-five years in the making
Everyday a new man is born inside of me
I’m not making this up
It’s simple biology of human reproduction
EVrey stop like another city from Fulton St to Jamaica, thats only one of the states many transit systems. We still dancing in the wake of a deadly tragedy……..
I rather die and take all teh love i have for all the people who hate me and pour it
Evre thiung must go
God been so good to me
Shining light on me in these dark streets, not knowing where I’m going, but I get there
Angels fly around me and carry me home when I’m too high. Adults build homes with bricks, children throw them. Anything can be used as a weapon. The most powerful one is the mind…
As if I was looking
I got enough mirrors
Still not enough light tho
Black folks always missing something
Family is where love begins and never ends……………
The Real Wheel
My school moves like the ocean. It runs deep. The students come in and out like waves in the sea. Each generation bring new shells to the shore and crabs and snails crawl on the sand. Some fish are lucky enough to rest on our dinner plates while few swim on, across and over the horizon leading schools of fish through corals and reefs. Up here we can’t see how deep it is until we dive in.
My school is the school of hard knocks where comorbidities cause grief and pain. PTSD, flashbacks, intrusive memories and nightmares haunt us daily. Disstressive memories cause irritability, recklessness, exaggerated responses, poor concentration and sleep disturbances where comfort is found in self medication. Recovery is accomplished through harm reduction, even in the most hopeless arenas of poverty.
Co-factors that can enable health and safety seen oppressed through cross disciplinary collaborations loosening old paradigms breaking through biology, behavior and social sciences, and epidemiology. New ideas rise from strategies we create to improve realistic merging of healthcare with housing to accomplish our mission.
Like the red of my skin
On the end of a matchstick
The scares, scrapes, and blisters
Still can’t compare to the hurt
In my tears..
I’ve heard enough bad news
Felt uncomfortable pain
Humbled myself to nothing
Giving myself away
Now I want me back
After its said and done
A new day open new doors
Others take care of you
So I’m theirs too..
It takes a long time to get to know a person. It takes even longer to know a place. A person can live in one place all their life and know nothing about it…….
The gentrification in
NYC is not even.
Niggas is disappearing,
Going to jail and
Dressing like girls
The sky is grey
It’s raining and
Still, it’s a beautiful
Women holding it down
Men acting like clowns
NYC is coo
The sound of the rain
Is sweet compared
To my neighbors..
Nike’s for g’z Jordanz for hoodratz Foamz for hustlers The rest for clowns We laugh at the struggle Like its a joke Our minds distorted When we segregate ourselves With ignorance…