Local Champ & a little bit more.
Rainy landing and we had to stay extra minutes on the plane. This nine year old brave lad walked up to me.
“My name is AbdulGafar”
He introduced himself and his mum pulled him back giving him that look only African mothers have. My…
I marvel at the complexities of liberalism. The seeming approval of sin, if I have to define what it has become. I feel the…
“Although we weren’t able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time, thanks to you…
Sometimes I wish you lived next door
So I could stroll into your apartment
“Dear Mr. God,
How many people are in heaven?
They must be a lot.
Well I know a few, like my dad and Kester.
Why am I sick God? And why is my mum diabetic?
Those medicines stink.