Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts
A Harlem Point Of View
When our poor choices has us playing the victim instead of reflecting and making a change. A Recipe For Failure Harlan’s golden hair blew in the air. He lived against the grain and didn’t abide by any man rules but his own. His smile was soft and angelic. He had a sexy smooth swag about himself which
I’ve left an open letter taped upon your door. I’m praying it finds you in good spirits, not thrown away onto the floor and ignored. The Choice Is Yours So, you’re grown now and nobody can tell you what to do. People can only suggest. You’re sweet like the scent of morning rain. People complement the things
Sometimes, maybe more than often many of our friends have nothing going for themselves and they tend to hold us back. Please keep in mind, you have the power to save your own life. Choose wisely. Life begins when one steps outside of their comfort zone. In this case, there’s no need to be a
Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts 