Hello Reader,

This is a personal invitation that I extend to you and I hope that you accept. I invite you to be a part of my world as I share with you things that I wish to say to my children and some of my views on social and political issues of today’s society. I want you to get to know me better through my writings, whether it be poetry, short stories, or commentaries that I post. I encourage your feedback. Let me know how you feel and what your thoughts are. Soon my current situation and my days of incarceration will come to an end and I would like for you, the reader, to be a part of this new journey that I am embarking on. I want you to be there when I walk out of these gates and I am able to share, face to face, things that I have experienced and seen. This is just the beginning of me repaying my debt to society.  I feel it is my duty to be a part of the solution and not the problem that plague our world today. I am committed to being a voice and very proactive in the movement to better our people and our conditions. I ask that you share my words and introduce me to all those you know and inform them that they will soon see me on the front line. There is a tremendous need for strong, conscious, and caring black men. So I pledge to be one of those much needed individuals. We need fathers and real men to help deal with these real life problems that surround our youth. We need pillars for our communities to face the atrocities that are killing our families. We need more real men, and I pledge to be one. I will hope to encourage and inspire others to pick up the torch so that our fire will never burn out. I am open for advice and direction that will help me to successfully be effective in my quest. Thank you for your time and stay tuned for more to come. Be blessed, be happy, know that you are loved and know that you matter.

 

Sincerely,

Drako Sullivan

Interrogation

Interrogation
by Drako Sullivan
Copyright 2017

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Police why do you patrol
my neighborhood streets?
Yes…yes, I know you suppose
to serve and protect!
But your service comes with
bullet holes and stitches!
And how can you protect when
you’re the biggest threat?!
Don’t you see; its your racial
profiling and senseless brutalities
that makes it hard for the likes of me
to trust the police! We still have
nightmares of Rodney King!
Not to mention the life taking
situations, you know the murders
that were claim to be done with
justification! What is wrong… you
look perplexed! Maybe this will help;
here my evidence… As of yet, 2017
four-hundred-twenty-one dead! And
none by accident! How can we forget,
2015, when you went on a killing spree!
Killing a black man nearly two times a week!
SHUT UP! I didn’t ask you to speak!
You can’t explain how 37% of the unarmed
you slain were black, isn’t odd because we
only make up 13% of the U.S. population!
Oh…let me guess… you had justification!

Rest in Peace to: Philando Castile, Terence Crutcher, Samuel DuBose, Manuel Loggins Jr, Ronald Madison, Kendra James, Sean Bell, Eric Garner, Michael Brown, Alton Sterling, Amadou Diallo, Sandra bland, Freddie Gray, Walter Scott, Keith Lamont Scott, Paul O’Neal, Christian Taylor, Tamir Rice, and those unknown.

 

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An invite from me to you……

Hello Reader,

This is a personal invitation that I extend to you and I hope that you accept. I invite you to be a part of my world as I share with you things that I wish to say to my children and some of my views on social and political issues of today’s society. I want you to get to know me better through my writings, whether it be poetry, short stories, or commentaries that I post. I encourage your feedback. Let me know how you feel and what your thoughts are. Soon my current situation and my days of incarceration will come to an end and I would like for you, the reader, to be a part of this new journey that I am embarking on. I want you to be there when I walk out of these gates and I am able to share, face to face, things that I have experienced and seen. This is just the beginning of me repaying my debt to society.  I feel it is my duty to be a part of the solution and not the problem that plaque our world today. I am committed to being a voice and very proactive in the movement to better our people and our conditions. I ask that you share my words and introduce me to all those you know and inform them that they will soon see me on the front line. There is a tremendous need for strong, conscious, and caring black men. So I pledge to be one of those much needed individuals. We need fathers and real men to help deal with these real life problems that surround our youth. We need pillars for our communities to face the atrocities that is killing our families. We need more real men, and I pledge to be one. I will hope to encourage and inspire others to pick up the torch so that our fire will never burn out. I am open for advice and direction that will help me to successfully be effective in my quest. Thank you for your time and stay tune for more to come. Be blessed, be happy, know that you are loved and know that you matter.

 

Sincerely,

Drako Sullivan

Ms. Natural

Ms. Natural
By Drako Sullivan
Copyright 2017

Natural Woman
Photo credit: Kreative Minds Enterprises, Inc.

 

Ms. Natural…no additives…no preservatives

 

From your kinky hair, full lips, wide hips and

thick thighs; I’m mesmerized. It is no surprise

that your scent has my senses paralyzed.

I’m captivated looking into your eyes. Your

smile glows and touches my soul…

 

…Ms. Natural…no additives…no preservatives

 

You don’t need hair like Europeans, eyes lashes,

or nails done by Asians. You are proud to be

Nubian. You refuse shots and silicone to

enhance the flesh that on your bones. You are

comfortable with your curves and tantalizing

skin tone…

 

…Ms. Natural…no additives…no preservatives

 

You step and sway in such an elegant way, it

really brighten my day. Its amazing how your

beauty sparkle and gleam. You are a Queen and

any man would be proud to be your King…

 

…Ms. Natural…no additives…no preservatives

 

Yes, you are strong, independent and intelligent.

But some may say that you are bougie and

arrogant. In all actuality you are classy and

confident…

 

…Ms. Natural…no additives…no preservatives

 

Every word speaks the truth about you and this

is far beyond a compliment. Its me paying homage,

giving you the upmost respect. Not that you want it

but because you deserve it.

Fright

Fright
By Ramsey Blair
Copyright 2017

I know life is hard at times. Evil is climbing inside us. Only to make us cry and moan. The trials and tribulations have us constantly craving for a way out. When things don’t go our way we pout and shout.

Every day is a struggle forgetting how we are; we wrestle, to train our minds and emotional state. Brains fried like some meat loaf on a plate. It seems it’s like a dinner date with ourselves, and bringing on the ideas in our head to sell…

Time is a minute that is ticking away. Flipping the inner us like real estate. Selling an image we don’t portrait. Odds coming in our way to establish strong trait. To win, we have to get over fright.

Can You See Me?

Can You See Me?…
By Derek Covington and Drako Sullivan
Copyright 2017

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Can you see me?…Of course you can.

No, not the clothes I wear, or where I stand.

An innocent bird beating its wing against the cage;

another lost soul, engulfed by rage.

Trying to walk in the path of the light; shining from the Son.

Caught up in a web; so diabolically spun.

Like a wild animal that fears the capture.

Again and again our balance inspired by His rapture.

Let the dead bury the dead, Ol Cool Breeze.

Come Ol-man, get off your square; stand in my 360-degrees.

The echoes of Willie Lynch whispering off cypress tree.

And they said it is a war on drugs; only upon the likes of me.

Can you see me?…Of course you can.

Yes, I am a victim of a clandestine plan.

A chained lion; his opaque eyes staring beyond its cage.

Confine only by hatred and rage.

Marching stride for stride, my journey just begun.

Fighting against a beast, refusing to be out done.

After years of suffering and constant struggling I endure.

Motivated only by a will that is innocent and pure.

Vengeance is mine saith the Lord, for those who believe.

I persevere to prevail and through salvation I succeed.

Haunted by images; my ancestors hanging from trees.

The world has to notice the act of genocide to rid the likes of me.

 

 

 

Publishers Note:

This was written by Derek and Drako while they were being unjustly housed in the SHU at F.C.I Edgefield. BTS commend them on their strength and ability to remain focused.  To all dealing with the plague of mass incarceration, inside or out, stay strong and keep your head up!