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This goes to a little brother of mine, not biological, who just passed 4:00 of this afternoon.

Edited and Ghost wrote it for a friend of mine... This is one of Em-em Zaldivar's greatest piece.

Back in High School

Lyin' in my bed Starin' at the ceiling for hours and hours until something exciting occurs. The silence is killing me, redundancies are bo..

Hath a man wear a mask And his emotions are caged. Thou never should bask Amidst the shadows’ brace. What time in eternal lines thou g..

It was a hot day that I could only describe as Halle Berry-hot. Everything was scorching. Our neighbor’s dogs were sticking extra tongues out, s..

The Yellow Brick Road[†] Some people choose being good out of contentment. Others prefer evil because of ambition. I am not like any of thos..

Why are there Jews? Why are there Hanukkahs? Why are there Blacks? What’s a Kwanza? What does Caucasian mean? Is it the same as being..

Madness… Is the world going mad? Is it nearing its end? Tell me so I can prepare, daddy. Why are there many people dying in the news? ..

On a desolate wasteland I stood Lost and disoriented With neither company or comfort I wandered through it all Thousand acres of sand, Of dr..