Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by ASHANTA, Jul 1, 2003.
The Rebellious Son
wow....this had me from beginnin' to end...wow...
"I don’t worry about death, I am already dead, a helpless image of self."
Reeh that's deep yah nah. I felt that flow strongly bwoi, it hit me in a big way.
You know. You feel the flow. Of how a youth. A man must go. Your work is real I feel your word. Let the world, know what I have heard. I heard you say the things I see. The way they feel and the way they be.
Your poem is on point. Great work.
Blessings Hodee and thank you, together we stand divided we fall help me to let the world know how a man feel. I am just a women. But I feel my brothers pain as well as my sisters. We are connected by spirit. When my brothers cry so do I. Many would not understand my concept but those as my self would.
We are one in spirit. One love, One God, One peace.
u really captured me inside dis piece here
i was like whoa !
u just flow right on now !
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