its sun-fall i feel he needs me
different from days before
his sleep restless and his
dreams nightmares
his eye lids drawn in fear
from constant tyranny by petty
tyrants who rear swords drawn
toward fruitless battles
only he awakes to more
tattered tales casting spells
upon flesh-eating soul
sucking slithering
yet only today yesterday
and maybe the other day too
i feel my brothers need
moreso today than most
About Me
- Johnny Jenkins Jr.
- Detroit, MI, United States
- Also known as Jy-Obadele, I'm a multimedia designer, photographer, producer, poet and community activist. My present is about projects, both social and creative. Most times a combination. Enjoy A piece of me.
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