“Where have I been?” I used to wonder. Was it a rock or someone’s spell that I been under. Don’t wanna knock my people, but we closed as doors. And the stench up in this bitch we simply can’t ignore. No more! I’m no ostrich, though I been ostracized — kept out, curb-kicked, marginalized. But… Continue reading Oh, I’m Fine (Dammit!)
Author: Kwame Kamau
Kwame has been making music from earliest remembrance, and writing since the onset of adulthood. Lately, he's taking up web development and inspiring the next generation of inner-city youth to code.