Disillusion

In this revolving sphere We focus on the fleeting Adoring the momentary Praising the temporary Beauty and greed rule this domain Causing some to trek a never-ending pilgrimage for the fountain of youth Wasting minutes and years to halt the progression of their shell. Some seek to claim a spot on top of a hill…

We Are Queen

  We are the queen of this land you call home Civilizations were born from our wombs Suckled in our bosom Rested on our hips Protected in our arms And flourished from our wisdom We aren’t a queen We are the queen We hail from the land as old as time We are Africa Mother…