Sometimes in my dreams,
I see a big
blount putting out cloudy storms
I am on cloud nine.
So on it.
I see a vision of a hawk.
It appeared to me as if it was my mother,
Telling me to stop blowing a big one.
But I told this hawk, "The love of it won't set me free."
The hawk responded back saying,
"Hurt will come your way
If you don't get a new set of stairs of life."
"But the arms of a joint is too strong to let go," I replied.
The hawk said, "Streets is where the joint stay,
But if you go now, you can be saved from the arms of the joint."
I decided.
But 'bout time I said anything,
The hawk vision disappeared,
Leaving me thinking, "Which is best, a fat joint or my life?"
I think I ain't sho'.







Sometimes in my dreams
I walk through a dark tunnel
with a glowing door
with a gold flower on it
Open the door
and all I see is death before me
No love
No hope
Just lonely
As I keep walking through the door
All I see is a big sign
With a big plant on it
It says, "This way"







Sometimes in my dreams,
Brother that's what I call it
It gives me great shelter in da mind
I don't have to be afraid of it,
'Cause it's natural, from the Earth.
Just like the ocean
It ain't near white
I use my hand and mouth
To talk to it.







Poems by: Pallis

Sometimes in my dreams
I see my father,
To look at him is like looking at hell,
So I hide, I hide myself from danger.
I hide myself to where I'm free,
I go to the river to wash my soul
and I look up with my eyes
and I see me child
and she is like gold
and I then remember the love that she gives me
and my heart is free
and my danger has passed
and I am at peace,
I am at peace, at peace.







Sometimes in my dreams
I see a dark, dark storm
The storm of terror and of hate
But yet, it is calling me
And when I turn back
My mother is waiting for me
She's standing at the top of the stairs
She's calling my name.







Poem by: Shamika

Sometimes in my dreams
I see this window
this window with a little girl
a little girl in yellow
as I open my arms
my daughter comes running.
I feel love, and then I feel hate
I feel like a weeping tree
I am crying
I am crying