musing kennbivins

Consciously and mindfully and fervently I make my choice
To utter a word and ardent verbs with lack absurd behind this voice
This choice to voice my choice mere hoists, my right and droit and still my choice
Rejoice I voice, fear is slain and moist neath our treads and exploits
So this choice I speak of so literally [...]

Gravity like lead, could I be dead?
Can’t focus my mind, can’t feel my legs
Worn down to the wire and way past the treads
I’m beginning to think I’m whatever they said
Eyes half-closed, can’t get out of bed
What faces me otherwise or stands in my stead
Fills me with fear that I’m frozen to dread
What grade would I [...]

Reading an old journal entry showed how deeply someone close to me once hurt me. I chuckle at the intensity of some of my words and how I have a more sunny disposition in my writing these days. Enjoy the words of this once-angry-black-man.
Without me, she’s without kenn
Fettered, unfit, and dark within
Going nowhere [...]