Larry Johnson : Writing

The  Question

The Question

A Poem by Larry Johnson


What, what is racism is it being dowsed with fire hoses, is it police dogs nipping at your heals, is it being denied the right to vote, is it sw..
Run Don't Walk

Run Don\'t Walk

A Poem by Larry Johnson


Run don’t walk because the road ahead is everlasting whereas the road behind is steady passing, Run don’t walk because men without st..
Wild Horses

Wild Horses

A Poem by Larry Johnson


I Had a dream that I was raised by wild horses and in fields of snow I was born and in fields of snow I would play until fields of snow I grew t..
The Sins Of A father

The Sins Of A father

A Poem by Larry Johnson


A lot of times parent we inherit more than our genes from our parents.
They Say

They Say

A Poem by Larry Johnson


They said disco was dead they said rock is dead and now they say hip hop is dead.
TRUTH

TRUTH

A Poem by Larry Johnson


I’m not going to sit up hear and lie and put up a false pretense I’m not even going to tell you some tripped out story to puff myself up..
THE WILD THINGS

THE WILD THINGS

A Poem by Larry Johnson


I sprang forth from that mild and unadulterated land of Michigan only to be taken and held captive by that wild and twisted concrete jungle ..
Sinister Sam

Sinister Sam

A Story by Larry Johnson


A sinister plan a master plan I’m Sinister Sam I am I am I’ll rob from the rich I’ll rob from the poor I’ll even r..
Little Betty Sue

Little Betty Sue

A Story by Larry Johnson


Little Betty Sue whom her brothers were trying to shoo had a hop in her step she had a toad in her shoe, she had a wobble when she walked, she h..
I KNEW

I KNEW

A Poem by Larry Johnson


Love at first sight

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