Aesthete In Harlem


Strange,
That in this nigger place,
I should meet Life face to face
When for years, I had been seeking
Life in places gentler speaking
Until I came to this near street
And found Life--stepping on my feet!
-Langston Hughes

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Mother Green

My Mother is my Nature
Wherever Green resides.
To hear the drum is the call of the wild.
To watch open-mindedly and peacefully
Is what I call safety
To be in this planet we call Earth
Oh there is so much that can grow
From the bottom of the food-chain
Yes it gives a flow
Of the vibe I feel for her
Caring for her is what should occur
Do your part
Do your best
Recycle please
And she'll take care of the rest
Treat her well
For she is one
She is the circle
That we call life
Love her foremost
Because without her we won't survive.

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