Everyday I get to make a choice, On which side that I will raise my voice. To judge those with whom I disagree, Or pass them by in compliancy. The guns, the violence it rains it pours, Everyday, seems it’s a little bit more. Just when I think there is…
When I got my start in Radio, I was a traffic reporter, that tiny person in that tiny plane that flies over the city, reporting on traffic problems. I held that job for about 6 months. I was lucky, the DJs’ that I worked with talked to me on air…
Not Everyone of every group ever does everything Not every sound of every prayer results in anything Not every sunrise promises us a brand new day Not Everyone agrees with what Everyone has to say A push from both sides, cannot conflict result Nothing is heard when both sides’ scream…
I do identify with the feelings of injustice, of not being on the same playing field as others. I worked for years alongside men who made almost double my salary for doing the same job. As a young woman, I dealt with sexual harassment, asked to do things, which would…
Basura cat came to me most curiously As she placed her paw upon my knee Together we watched the news from our home Being together, than being alone We watched the protest around our land People marching together, hand in hand She said, “Can we go, can we take part?”…
One house on the street caught fire, the family ran from the home, grabbing what possessions they may. As they waited for help to come, the father grabbed a hose and frantically tried to save what was his. His neighbors came outside, watching in horror, thinking not of his family,…
My cat came to me, filled with misery About the injustices of humanity A former police officer and his son, both white Chased an African-American man down and took his life Two armed white men, father and son Hunted down a black man, who was out for a run The…