Poem by Ezekiel Dear
Pain … deep-seeded, undealt with emotions.
We are not the same, I have become way too focused.
I know how to lose;
Though I’m not into taking losses.
Far too costly is the price of success.
Fortune above fame –
Binary code, I saw within the drops of April’s showers …
Heard the pitter-patter all about me –
They were setting me up to take the fall.
May came, springing my intelligence to ever higher frequencies.
True power is the heir of knowledge and wisdom.
Unorthodox have been my tests …
Scars upon my being, the worst ones by the naked eye unseen
Perfect illustration in my mirror’s reflection …
I am Black Excellence
Send our brother some love and light: Ezekiel Dear, BC2818, CCI D2-26U, P.O. Box 608, Tehachapi, CA 93581.