I have no black friends In my life I also don't have rich Friends in my life Because they despise the Poor people All my friends are Middle class And they are also Living with very Little money Also we only purchase Close from The second hand store Because we can only afford Second...

Every sunrise whispers"You're aliveYou're blessed"Coffee steam risingShirt half-pressedBus stop crowdBut my mind’s at restGot a pocket full of plansAnd this beat in my chestI used to chase every signEvery omenNow I just breatheLet the moment openFeet on the groundEyes...

That beautiful starry nightDuring the Summer nightI enjoy very muchI look up in the skyAnd I see all theStars shining in the skyThe stars takes myBreath awayLeaving me breathlessAlso it was my fatherThat made the skyWith his holy handsBefore...

Of the amber streetlights circling woodland edges, carnal helicopter flights of fingers swirl seduction into our suburbia  Pray tell, let me thrash one hundred branches across boughs of your skin  which never sees sunlight  Of the flora and fauna treat me like an equal until it hurts  Deportment is the balance of tongues o'er swollen...

  Of the amber streetlights  circling woodland edges,  carnal helicopter flights of fingers  swirl seduction into our suburbia    Pray tell, let me thrash one hundred branches  across boughs of your skin   which never sees sunlight    Of the flora and fauna  treat me like an equal until it hurts    Deportment is the balance of tongues  o'er swollen...