When you look at me
can you see my flaws...
Intoxicating
trees of authentic design...
13.
These Words...
Damaging desires in ways not repairable
ignites feuds that may last an eternity...
Street is life
and life is the street...
With every noise we hear
With all the things we see...
Safe in their ignorance they go on.
Never challenging their ghetto state of mind...
I shave my head
and rock the swastika...
Their whisper and my scribblings
They aint the actors, but they act...
See a pallet of beautiful
Colours shining bright...
Black
Latest mimic...
My black skin has people staring
in awe...