Un- plugged but totally connected, that is me
Midnight on my clock...

Wrapped up in a white skin!
I am, we are African...

my heart may not have eyes and ears
but that is where I am at...

crestal ball on my table
show me the future in my past...

POVERTY
Sheets of corrugated iron...

There are many powerful men in our land
But they are worthless...

The perverse complexity surrounding Christianity
Turns out to have simple root implications...

The midnight sky is winking at me on the bush...
Calling me softly, gently ‘come home...

A man in rage is a sorry sight to behold
Shame on me...

I have never once pretended to be godly
if nothing else I understand the human need of...

there be times I would like to dig up their...
the head of rotter’s row...

Give me a break!
I am stepping outside of the planet for awhile...