Sunday Morning

Rising with the sun
The smell of fresh baked biscuits
My Mama loves me

Peace

Black against Black crime
Perpetual fratricide
Search within for peace

Innocence Lost

Freely I submit
Giving in to my hunger
Tonight is the night

Love

Though merely a man
Your childlike gaze says I'm more
Eternally yours

Y2K

Embrace thy neighbor
Y2K, why not today?
Prejudice spawns hate

A Crackhead's Plea

Strung-out for a hit
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Lord, just see me through!