Poem of the Day


Twenty nineteen. It’s about time the decade finally grew up and is no longer a teen. Teenagers usually come with bad decisions, Adrenaline and A short attention span. New decade, New life lessons, And more time to grow into a… Continue Reading…

Poem of the Day

Subconscious Inheritance

We police ourselves way more than any cop can ever. We were conditioned to corrupt our own and call it salvation. The subconscious trait to silence your own thoughts was inherited, Years before the actual separation from the plantation.