Poems from Javane Stewart
Why is that with the fall of the sun I lose my mind?
Or it goes on a night long journey to thoughts unkind
The sun's absence accounts for...
Deceived by my own thoughts of what should be
This world is truly cruel to those like me
Who aren't scared enough to close their eyes and...
What would I do, faced with many quandaries,
Lyrically crossing different boundaries,
On to superb greatness I drive
Late nights early...