A poem by Ray Hamzah Franklin:
If it were you taken
From the hottest sands
Would you want this Paradise Land
That’s not his land?

A poem by Ray Hamzah Franklin:
If it were you taken
From the hottest sands
Would you want this Paradise Land
That’s not his land?
A poem by Shawn Robert Johnson The road to success will inevitably call your bluffWith adversities, obstacles, and all kinds[…]
A poem by Ashely Hoath:
he society which failed me, to it I serve my time
You can capture my body, but you can’t enslave my mind
Prisoners like me are barred from the intimate family visits that are a lifeline inside — all for refusing the[…]
Black History Month for me is a chance to shed the spotlight on our Black community. Every year during the[…]
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The road to success will inevitably call your bluff With adversities, obstacles, and all kinds of stuff That terrain you[…]
-By Dawan Ingram
You said I was guilty but you lied You say I am heartless yet I cry
You say I am evil yet I do good
-By Shawn Robert Johnson
You have that dream you are dreaming where you can almost see it
However there’s a voice inside your head saying you’ll never reach it
By Michael J. Doce and Tariq MaQbool