As they say,He visits alone,As they say,He won’t pick up the phone.As they say,He showers daily,As they say,He worships Laxmi1.As they say,He grabs his car keys,As they say,He’s off to the big leagues. You know his ways—Late-night bars, a trip to Mars.You know his ways—A little sleep,But the party’s steep.You know his ways—Girls around the …
Month: October 2024
What about that lad,The one with skin like the night,Who bathes in sunlight every day,With a heart open wide?Does he have enough friends,Or do they linger for different reasons?You know he’s black. He roams the streets with a crew,Laughter echoing in the vibrant air,But I wonder—Do they cherish his spirit,Or chase the thrill of his …
