Spiritual Death and Hell on Earthby Sabrina Dawkins Living in hell is like wading through corpses,except they talk and curse and attack. They can’t be helped, don’t want to be helped. They recognize only their own and hear only the internal voiceof Satan, moving their dead bodieslike restless waves. And I looked, and behold a

You Chose the Joe Black Death in my Dreamsby Sabrina Dawkins He approached you in a black suit.You thought he was attractive.He could rap, sing, dance, teach, shoot hoops,lie.An actor. But when I saw Joe Blackin a dirty blonde wig,he wore a suit that was white,a blue (blood) shirt underneath,and handcuffsfor financial crimes. He stepped

Snuff Music – Witness the Destruction of a Soulby Sabrina Dawkins “I just want to tell my story”(for money),says the criminal who can make music. Dead homies shouted out in lyricswho no one has heard ofexcept the artistwho brings us into hellto witness cold streets, cop sirens,drug deals, gun violence.No answers. But let them tell

Adam’s Black Daughters Conform to the World by Sabrina Dawkins Adam’s daughters wear straight hairand not even their own,skin brown, beautiful,who didn’t feel prettyso they tried to copythe appearance of an enemy.And Malcolm asked rhetorically, “Who taught you to hatethe texture of your hair?” Adam’s daughters replace Godwith songs of worship to mortal men, numerous

The Last Family Reunion by Sabrina Dawkins You haven’t aged a bit, crisp clothes with matching jewelry,shiny hair. I wanted to regretthe years I didn’t miss you.I hadn’t seen you in a decade,but it seems like just yesterday. Chewing gum is like small talk:Afterwards, an empty stomachand a sore jaw.Unfilled, I leave you once again.And

False Portrayal of Nature on YouTubeby Sabrina Dawkins Man-eating beastsshown living the lives of pampered housewives. They make them look so sweet.Why would a fed housewife attack? Ferocious lions given nice human nameslike Jenny or Meg. Their growl sounds the same as the men. Video title said a wild animal was saving his wife from

Celebrity Spokesman – Don’t Be Like Mike by Sabrina Dawkins I dreamed of watching Michael Jordan dribble down the court.He was drinking a lake-of-fire-orange slush.(I know slush moves slower than water.)But it didn’t make him play better.In fact, he played worse. He wore his blood-red jerseyfrom the Chicago Bulls. The other team wore the whiteversion

Fake White Jewsby Sabrina Dawkins They stole your identitybecause of jealousy. Their real father fell from the sky. They are the Nephilim.They could’ve created an entire lieof their origin.But they stole your truthbecause it is the truth.They stole something you didn’t want,a birthright you despisedas a spiritual Esau. Nat Turner was Archangel Michael and Moses,

Southern University Marching Band – Human Jukeboxby Sabrina Dawkins Majestic gold horns stomping the airlike a hundred royal elephants,a sea of brown facesinstrumenting magical harmony parallels. Discipline,practice for a cause,dancinghalf-clothed women.If only they were exerting souly for God.

The Others and the Living Deadby Sabrina Dawkins A Cole seer will give you the dispassionate facts:“I see dead people.”It’s a Sixth Sense. They walk around with the glazed eyesof a dead body frozen in surprise just before it met its demisein the presence of a demon.But for pity one has no time because a