Poetry

Paper Chayse

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.       Who knew, that these cats would do things Business as usual Covert operations before they showed they’re true blue We was raised to peep the imposters, No use for boo hoos We play the game proper I see ya baby You looking Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Jesus Wept

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.       I puts it all together Me and these hustler’s that used to ball together Can no longer weather these storm together My solution to dissolve these problems is a different type of solvent All men will soon stand in awe when The Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

SO SINCERE

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   I’m locked in the streets way of thinking But the world I exist in keeps on insisting That I behave all politically correct, But in my heart I harbor the resistance, Rebellious persistence Against the way that you dudes walk and talk I keep Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

One Day…

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   How could it all have come to this? I remember days when I was young and bliss Life removed the ignorance, it’s a, cold world Destroyed my self-esteem as a youth That’s why me, and my ‘ol girl could never get it right Insecurities Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

I Wonder What You Bleed…

Written by Evan Meinke   There is nothing worse than to have the desire to cry and finding the inability to. Everything gets bottled up, pressurized, and you just desire to die along with those you view as wretched in your community. This is where we found you at. He Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Writing On The Wall

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   Only customers around us hustlers How you want it? I’ve been through some trouble bruh I survived death’s nightmare during broad daylight, Life’s right there, I refuse to reach out and touch it Far more than stubborn ain’t budging ’cause I love it No Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Who Was I?

Written by Victor Stanley Jr.   Look I couldn’t breathe, still my chest heave weary from the death beat of a heart pushed to its limit running from life ignoring those church folk worked dope, up and down that mid-atlantic coast, doing the most just to boast that I was Read more

By The Double Edge, ago
Poetry

Dear American Christians…

Written by Evan Meinke  

Dear American Christians, We all need to admit there is a problem. We see it as every day hordes of our “Christian” Youth ‘walk away’ from the faith. What will we change? Dear American Christians, They see that we are fake, they have observed the façade. They see it in every component of our lives. (more…)

By The Double Edge, ago