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?
IT’S MONDAY
-By Raymond “Hamzah” Franklin
It’s Monday. I know it’s Monday because Monday’s lunch is always hotdogs. And guess what was served today? Shriveled, barely boiled, pink with little hints of green…hotdogs.
ARRIVAL
-By Hamza Franklin
I’ve come from a place
I’VE GOT MY EYE ON YOU
-By Hamza Franklin
I knew a man whose life was swell and grand
UNTITLED
Submitted By Tareeq Maqbool and Hamza Franklin
Today was the absolute worst day ever