Lean On, A Poem by Ka-Son |
Lean OnSo it was that he criedfinally couldn't hideanymore, the lines torethrough the wall insideMama told him to listento the ails of the otherpapa told him to controlthe emotional smother but mama h...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Fri, 14 Jul 2006 09:37:00 PST |
A Quote |
A quote from a very insightful book I'm reading called "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley."Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations of misery. And, of cour...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 08:01:00 PST |
Incident at IHOP |
So I'm sitting in IHOP with my lady, enjoying breakfast. Adjacent from us sat an older white man maybe in his early 60s. He was tall and slightly heavy. His clothes were ultra grungy - a T-shirt with ...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 11:06:00 PST |
The Race Card |
I wrote this in response to an article shown to me by a friend, discussing the double standard regarding racial stereotypes and Black people's use of the "race card" whenever it suits them, and the su...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 02:27:00 PST |
THANKS FOR SHARING! |
His Turn To Share at a DDA Meeting(Dirt-Diggers Anonymous)Ignoring the bindsinvestigation finds in the diggerof information concocted to feed a suspicionBegging me to open the closetseeing if I'd find...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 06:48:00 PST |
No I'm Not |
my tap sparked a swift turnin my direction, her stare burnedlike a stick of scented wax, heraromatic heat flapped its wingsupward into the two towering tunnelsextruding from a countenance seekingan ex...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 07:25:00 PST |
"About my writing..." An Essay |
I write for me. From me. From my background, my thought process, and the way I see the world. The way I write is the way I communicate my thoughts based on my way of thinking and based on my individua...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 12:49:00 PST |
From, "there is something wrong..." by Ka-Son |
There is something wrong with this societyThis worldThis realityA friend talked about almost crying on the crosstown bus todayMTA packing everyone in, trying to get those extra swipesPeople coughing a...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 12:23:00 PST |
A quote from "In the Meantime" by Iyanla Vanzant |
A friend of mine sent me this. I thought it was very inspiring and thought provoking, not that I subscribe to or agree with the background or lifestyle of the author, but the words as they are themsel...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 11:25:00 PST |
A fresh poem, by Ka-Son |
Despite His Inaction He LOVED Herhe stopped short of the stairs where she satstill as a boulder, eroded and wetfrom the rains her sky pouredhe stood short of the stairs where she satnot wanting to get...
Posted by Mr. ih"NIG"muh on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 04:57:00 PST |
