Mr T. Mandie Speaks

 Let me spit a few tongues Because the rum you gave Hit's the head hard Not heard from the slain thoughts  Probing the heart for my mist...

  An author's cry From a continent deemed have no lights Seen from the loophole of my skin Where silence grace the paper And wor...

  Just the other day a friend charmed my mind to a taste a taste that became a test as her words rang miles miles of vanity pleas as Go...

 happy was the day i was born with no chain around my neck i cried but years took hold of my neck and broke me down before chains, became je...

 Vowing never to do this again! I settled my heart on a lie Vexing the truth with reality For when she comes again, with her hand on offer. ...

  Money A personal being that never visits but dance on tree tops for if want to dance you got to brave it up steepness being the ...

  Taken in the mid of night to a pledge of misery where chains bounded the flesh to inflict mind torments.   This was the ordeal o...