BLAQUE POWER

a whole country turned on me and my niggas 

who pulling the triggers the cops or me and my niggas 

who's the terrorist the Syrians or me and my niggas 

fuck being all that i can be 

for a government that can't stand me

for a nation that can't stand to see my love my brother

would rather i kill my brother and grow up with no father

well i did that i just thank god for my mother

pardon us for acting out you're scaring us 

pardon us for staying strapped you're scaring us 

pardon us for feeling like the government could give a fuck 

don't let the media make you wanna love yourself

your life mattered the second you breathed yourself

they picked trump so why don't we pick our community 

forget the vanity its time for unity

they'd like to suffocate our own humanity

but we breathe cause we believe 

and we strive cause we believe 

we don't die cause we believe 

we multiply cause we believe 

it's time we turn our depression into a positive weapon

don't let the system enslave your mind 

they want to keep you in a bind

our people have been cursed many years but once said a reverend

when life seems like hell seek heaven 

don't wait until you're on a metaphorical cross to seek your lord

raise your black fist and soar

Lady.

Women. 

Womb in.

Inside you carry us. 

You nourish us before we can fend for ourselves. 

And through that love for us we live for y'all. 

If it wasn't for my mom I wouldn't breathe here. 

As a man I'm nothing without a woman. 

Your love is woven into our being.

You are a goddess.

And I love you.

BLACK

Ironic how Common releases an album titled "Black America Again" now after the election the country is not a black america again,

I had to tell my mother everything will be okay this morning she didn't even wanna go to work or get out of bed she was mourning,

Cause we live in a red state in the south hatred is rampant,

I knew once she turned from CNN last night her spirit was dampened,

But what did we really expect? 

You think them people gonna let a nigga in then after that have a female be elect? 

Nah...

We been telling them our black lives matter while they kept shooting,

We been standing with our hands up while they kept looting,

Our souls...

They wanna swallow us whole,

My mama told me long ago

"Ain't shit free in this world not even your freedom."

Now i reply what about free doom?

They want to see us all in prison

Don't allow your mind to be imprisoned,

Don't give in to being just another victim,

Support your community,

Stand together for something for once be apart of the mutiny,

We always say why it gotta take the world coming down on us for black folks to stand together,

But maybe this'll cause the spark that'll make us stand forever,

Save the women the mothers the children,

Harm my mother i'm killing,

No remorse no regard they didn't bother to do right by little trayvon,

The list goes on and it's gonna keep growing,

They showing dead black bodies in the street and they gonna keep showing,

Unlock your mind from that cell they put it in and act on your hearts reaction,

This is not a poem it's a call to action, with ferocious passion,

Something we shouldn't be lacking, Especially today..

To moms...

Very special day to me and I hope to whoever is reading this.
Show your moms some love especially today.
You never know when you'll be without her.

Having conversations with momma... 

Although I've done some crazy things,
you raised me right and I'm thankful I don't have any of his ways,
sometimes I wonder how would I be with you stayed married but nothing with you and his relationship changed,
probably would have been young and deranged or old and enraged,
probably wouldn't have my freedom,
I can't thank you enough for leaving him,
being the strongest single mother I know,
you've done a lot for me that goes without saying,
I could never pay you back the debt I owe even though I'm repaying,
you've helped me when I felt like you didn't have to but you always assured me that you had to,
times I thought to quit school and deliver mail and you let me know I didn't have to,
that I could do whatever I put my heart into,
after all those times I've disappointed you or made you upset,
you've never left and I can't say that for anyone else,
you're the best I ever will have and I truly believe that so its time to show that,
I've always been a hardheaded prideful little boy and now I know it's my fault I didn't check off everything you planned out for me on your wish list,
the older me wishes that younger me would've listened,
I always tell everyone out birthday is on the same day and smile on the inside just thinking about how connected we really are,
I hope I'm always in your heart your first little star.
I love you mom. Happy Mother's Day.

Apollonia

This is very short and I apologize but I wanted to do this respectfully.
I took some time off to really dive into the discography of the artist formerly known as Prince.
Unfortunately I waited until after he passed to do so due to my own stupidity.
No one knows when we'll lose another icon so I pray you take advantage of the resources you have an appreciate someone for their art while they're still here.
Rest in Purple, Prince Rodgers Nelson. June 7, 1958-April 21, 2016.



I pray everything stays the same, You get on your knees as I string,
I guess I have found my love life, my darling Nikki don't you leave me cause of strife,
don't cover up when the train stops us,
it hurts more than you'll ever know, maybe I am like my father I should've known,
suicide shouldn't be a choice,
waking up without you there makes me sweat though I'm so cold, the rain turns purple at my dysfunctional home,
just know I would die for you if I had the chance to, let's ride on this motorcycle until we fix the issues, that's got us missing each other all the miscues,
all the mistakes we made and the missteps we took, you still got my heart like a crook,
through all of this despair I face I still face you, lets ride on a graffiti bridge together looking at the beautiful mess I made with you.

3.sides.

Damon just sits in the back of the whip... His mind races with his hand behind his back cuffed/

cops heckle him as they drive on but he doesn't speak... he feels dead in that seat/

He wonders what went wrong all he did was be in the wrong part of town at the wrong time/

Unfortunately he's sitting where his father sat when he was younger...

it makes him wonder what life is for....he questions God in his head as he thinks to himself/

he doesn't wanna say it but he figures the cops would rather see him dead... "that's all that's broadcasted on the screens/so god if this is how you want me to leave then fine I'll go peacefully..." 

Now the cop car starts to slow down/

before it comes to a complete screech...

the cops get tired of yelling at him and receiving no response/

so they turned their vehicle off/ stepped out and yanked him out the car....

guided him to a river then pressed his face up against the waters floor....

until his jaws bubbled.. 

The only thing above the surface was the handcuffs....

Revenge....

They're just sitting in front of the whip.... The officers went back to the precinct/

filled their reports for the day then clocked out to go home.....

One of them made a phone call home to no answer ... but he pays it no mind/

They'd get into their rides and go separate ways...

Jason pulls up to his home to find his wife on her knees with her jaws full....

he yells what the fuck are you doing Vivian then he reaches for his pistol/

as soon as he pulled the trigger his wife startled/

took the man out of her mouth and caught a stray...

Jason then....dropped his weapon in awe...

and rushed to his wife seeing he had shot her in the neck...

aiming for the black guys member/

while Jerome ran to the back door...

and neighbors alerted the police but the partner of the cop, John followed him to his home because he forgot his jacket in his car...

he just happened to pull up right after the gunshot...rang out and the man made his escape/

the partner enters the home hears Vivian gasping for life sees the glock on the floor next to Jason then reaches for his handcuffs....

She just lays there helpless in Jason's arms as she fades away/

Her sight is starting to get blinded by a light but she can still hear...

Jason is crying but John is rushing him for something/

Jason lets her go and she can hear something get picked up off the floor.... as John tell him "just do it" and then she hears a click....... 

Gray Pt. 2

Here's a disclaimer: if you're a female and you really only fuck with my sexual poems you might wanna stop here and go back to tweeting or whatever. If you actually fuck with my writing then sure, continue reading. Just know, it's depressing.

I just learned this past year that I shouldn't blame God for the hardships from my past years//

then around the top of this year I lost the one girl that I thought cared//

it's safe to say Gods talking and trust me I might be stubborn but I can hear//

I'd rather disconnect than show emotion//

that's my only misfortune//

all the problems I have I like to be alone to cope with// 

I don't need anyone bothering me or adding some other concoction to my potion//

plus I hate smoking I'll take a sip of some Jack though//

and keep drinking until I fall back into the couch as if I'm working on my backstroke//

as if I could swim and wouldn't die if I drove off this bridge//

while I write this listening to RUPHUS//

telling bitches that I don't need them sounding like a doofus//

sometimes I feel like fuck everything then sometimes I don't// but you'd never notice cause we never spoke//

you just read these poems and think I'm a great guy with a nice sense of music and fashion//

but I hate being stagnant//

and my mind races I'd probably go crazy if I didn't put this pen into action//

music and writing saved my life// maybe twice//

even though I've thanked God all my life//

I still think about dying subconsciously when I sleep at night...

every night...

throughout my life//

....fuck

[tumblr fucking]

Put your foot on this pedestal while I scroll through.. 

so my face can fit in between your legs when I'm done and I swear I won't let you go. 

I got you.. 

I'm not afraid to say it... 

after I lick from your clit to your pussy hole ooh lord.. 

I swear you don't have to beg for me to grab your ass so I can tip you into my mouth like a bowl... 

we've all had sex before but...we make love on the bed on the floor then in the kitchen...when you throw yourself at me I promise I'm not missing. 

it's not domestic violence when my cum hits you... 

I wanna climax with you let my tongue dance while you twerk on my face and well.... 

even though my dick don't fit you I stick it in....and push it in....and shove it in until you look like that emoji.. 

your eyes crossed up and you try to push me off you but you can't control me so you hold me... 

let me enter your cafeteria while I'm on top of you..you're staring up and I tell you I love your pussy even while I fuck it up...attacking it...spitting on it and slapping it like I'm mad at it.. 

but I love it so much how could I be angry enough to not put my tongue in the same spot your panties get to feel on all day? 

until you come home and I make you undress at the door and start touching your lips before you get to put the dead bolt on.... 

the inside of your thighs can be my headphones as I go inside your body...I can hear your heart beats increase and your breaths shorten I reach up for your breast with my whole tongue in.... 

I won't get out this tumblr mood until you say you're cumming.

untitled_vickies.

I've had countless people hit me up asking if I was writing anymore. Well, I am. NSFW. Happy new year. Figured I'd write a poem for women since its been so long. Enjoy. See you in February.

*starts daydreaming* ...sometimes I get jealous of your lingerie miss

They keep gripping your boobs and kissing your clitoris

You make me wanna throw them all away

But you look so good in VS so I guess they can stay

Girl, I wonder if you taste as good to your panties as you do to me

Let's see...let me ask them and try to find out

For however long they take to answer me....will be how long my fingers will be in, digging you out

I hope they lie to me so I can replace my fingers with a tongue

Put my ears closer to the fabric so I can hear them talking...while you grip me since I'm hung

I swear, no matter how many likes you get on Instagram and how many stars light up on your selfies on Twitter...you'll never leave this

Our personal secret...

As I undo your secrets....

Victoria looks great on ya but your face is always priceless when I'm inside and those costed you what?

39.99?

Were they on sale?

Well this dick IS free....as long as you yell and never tell

D'Angelo "How does it feel" is on....

As I'm day dreaming about ripping your thong....

Arch it up a little more...

I wanna fuck you ra...*snaps out of it*

_documents.ofwhatweare|

Can I take the time and really open up to you? 

Cause this the side you rarely get to see.

I just need to vent...

I never make sense to anyone except myself sometimes.

I don't even smile...never.

Felt so right turned out so wrong. 

I never really was alone I just always felt I was and now I know why.

Just trying to enjoy the stress.

You're supposed to be here to tell me things will get better.

I swear this happens every time...

Some things look better inside the package.

Know we were going through some shit name a couple that isn't.

We wasted years for you to end things in seconds.

I thought I could have it all if I could just have someone down for forever.

Until I lost the most loyal person I had.

The least you could've done was warn me.

The closest I'll come definitely the closest I've came.

You always thought you were the last thing on my mind.

I'm troubled...you said you'd help but you can't from a distance.

This heart can't stand much, you knew.

Talked bullshit and I listened.

I didn't care about your past because I planned out future ahead of time.

Never thought you'd actually leave.

I thought things were at least decent.

Was my thought the truth or the lie?

You know what I'm talking about..

I needed you but you need the attention.

Once I start fucking someone else Twitter won't get a mention.

Missing you and I don't even know what for.

Why were you so temporary.

I never pretended.

I'm better alone though I was learning how to be together..

Go tell your friends I pushed you to do this because it's true.

I'm embarrassed but I'm transitioning.

I'd rather be without you.

It might be better for us...maybe

I highly doubt this feeling is reversible..

This isn't unusual for me..

Back to real life..

Wise words from a splendid man.

Tears From A Soulja

He's only with you because you're perfect and he doesn't deserve it... but, you don't leave. he's there for you, while I can't be... and, under the surface I know you can't see how I feel. but I'm angry... and I just want you to be with me... but, we already fucked up once before and once more could be the end of all this shit. so, I cover my head as these missiles fly past...while he's probably eating out your ... This will be the last letter. hope you know that I love you and I'll wait for you wherever I end up. things aren't looking up... its looking like we're staying here for another 12 months. I just can't take it... Tell my mom I love her, tell my sister I'm sorry, it's not your fault... but knowing we'll never be together sure does haunt me..I didn't wanna self destruct but, nothing calms me...I keep seeing children in my dreams I killed trying to disarm me...you'll probably hear about this on the news, before this letter gets to you, so... this is all premature but I hope this gets to you first.. Goodbye.

Convos Pt. 1

Bed rooms are filled with snakes too & before you let him get it he might seem like a great dude, but all you are to him is great food// that he can eat and shit out then walk out on whenever he decides to, I know you're shy boo, I know it hurts too// but give me a chance I swear I'll never leave you, even if you ask me to cause I can't stand when a women feels so weak that they have to leave a good thing.. to go back to the same old hurt, because at least they know how to somewhat make that work, somewhat.. Man life ain't fair at all, you don't even answer my calls, but you let this nigga hit on you..and allow him to blame it on daddy withdrawals// nah, that ain't proven at all..that ain't something you should go through, every time you tell me he disowned you// it enrages me and like Goku...I get mad then calm down once I realize the battle isn't hard at all but you continue to let him slap you, I wish I could trap dude// and set him straight, serve him a dish of karma on a fucking plate, but you wouldn't appreciate the latter...so I sit back listening to why he making you madder, why he won't kiss you and I fix my face to diss him, ask you why you don't listen// why don't you just leave him and ride with me, but// I'm done putting my offer out, I'm done saying the same shit and landing up on the same route// if you wanna get beat close to your death on a daily then go ahead, hope you don't realize you should've switched sides after you're dead..

No Smiling

Be free in this forsaken nation that brought us here in slave ships. 
We try to turn the slave ship into a space ship, but no matter how powerful we get there's always a white man above letting us know our power ain't shit, in this world...their world and we just inhabitants. 
What are we teaching our children? 
To be leaders of the new world order cause there are no leaders of the free world? 
Seeing as free doesn't exist, sometimes I wish my life would just quit..,and give up along with me. 
Then I hear on the radio another man got shot in his kidney and I wanna give mine up knowing I got another but we're afraid to give to our own brother...sometimes I think that's silly. 
They say we all have a twin well show me mine, so I can equip his mind...with all the warning signs. 
Basically don't be black in the wrong position....and don't be of color around some white picket fences, you might end up missing. 
Be on your best behavior...I mean they'll still shoot ya but if you're on your worst they just might noose ya...we fighting all alone but we always fighting ourselves...instead of asking for help, we question each other's wealth. 
Why our leaders gotta be illuminati? 
Meanwhile that first existed as some white man shit...the outlook on a degree turning fickle to my people in the hood, cause don't nobody make it out....the five percent that do go to college they only there to hoop. They get promised a fortune and a Porsche out of that five maybe two percent make it to the league, then break a knee....without taking care of their mothers needs. 
They get tossed right back into the system. 
Back into the hood. 
We see a picture of him on Twitter looking bad and we laugh like: "damn Homie we thought you was the man homie." but at least he made it out...he saw a lane and he took it. 
God has a plan for us all...but if we act blind to that fact it can seem like Jesus just overlooked us. 
Trust Jesus was with Mike Brown that day, there's a reason the police had to manipulate..words we set up a memorial and it was BURNED in Devils fire..Angels sing about how they wish evil would retire, so can't we dream? 
Look up to the sky and remember Martin Luther King Jr. 
Remember why they shot him remember that they'll shoot you if you stand for something bigger than yourself and you DREAM... and sit for something bigger than the masses...Rosa Parks took control of that bus but not for us to not take advantage of the life they passed us.. 

Lost Journals

Like I said earlier these are three poems I picked at random from my old iPod luckily I picked these, my writing has VASTLY improved. Wow. Time flies. But happy new year to everyone. Enjoy. 

Well this first one here, I can't really remember where or who it stemmed from but the poem is pretty self explanatory. The one was also untitled so, yeah. Here it is.

In the passing of love it is lust we express and nevertheless it'll be your breast that I miss, yes.. But I digress, never will we be again. It'll be your love that I can't throw up since I digest well; digested your lies and deceit.. Although the those words made me weak, still transparent is my outlook towards you, seen through you always my ship in the open bottle, our love went full throttle..at one point.. I wish I fell yet again I'm glad I didn't because I wouldn't have been able to stay hallow, this love lost I would've felt... 

If you know me you know my dad isn't around right now and he never really was around at all. My poetry started out as raps that's why it has that feel to it but I could never really write the cool gun raps (well I could cause all of my homeboys did but I never liked my raps as much) so I would always write about my life and felt they were poems in a rap format. So, here you go. This one was also untitled.. 

'Round ain't no fathers to show us how too man up, so when the blue lights shining we quick to throw our hands up, pops play the corner so we learn to live on our own, that Jay Z song "Can I Live" really spoke too my soul, so before I play the hustler way I'll find out a couple goals, want my little cousins to have someone to look up to, my little sister destined on Harvard I hope that's what she do, Babygirl I'd love to spend my life with you, but I gotta spend most of it ducking lights red and blue, wish this world was perfect and I'd make it out but to make it how I wanna I'd have to sell out... 

This one was titled "Laying In Bed With My Ex" pretty self explanatory, we ended up getting back together and shorty ended up cheating on me by the way.. Here you go.. 

Laying in bed with my ex, oh how I wish I was, I wish my spirit could sit with you and hear how much you bad mouth me, how much times you say you should've never left me.. Laying in bed with my ex, best believe I would make your body tremor and that pink thing under your waist line simmer and yet you'd feel so far away from me even if I was... laying in bed with my ex see, you're an ex for a reason, things don't just go bad without one, either I fucked up or you did but we all have those "what if" moments like: what if I was in bed with you, touching your skin, grabbing your hair, kissing your spine.. You'd like that huh? But now I can only wonder what laying in bed with you would even feel like...

P.S.A.

Hello everyone. It's a new day and a new year. I just thought I'd get my thoughts off today strictly about my writing and what not. (Meanwhile Yeezus is blaring through my speakers so I can barely focus.) Okay so, 2014 was a good year for me and I hope it was even better for you. But that's in the past now so try to make 2015 YOURZ. Don't just put up that "New year, new me." Tweet and don't mean the shit. Now, my writing.. If you know me you know I don't even like my writing like that and I very rarely give myself a pat on the back about it but some of y'all do enjoy it and to those of y'all that do I love the FUCK out of y'all and pause to the men, I don't love y'all like that. I've come to many crossroads within my writing, I've retired and came back to writing more than Jay Z but I'm back at it for real now. I just wanna thank @princexhermes aka Jay Blake (I'm not gonna put your government out here like that pleighboi.) This my brother for real, pushing me, writing his ass off and inspiring me for this year for sure. I'm gonna keep this short so, in closing: if you fuck with my blog, pay attention. P.S. I've been working on this very important piece, it'll be the first official release for me this year, coming very soon. Alright. Peace and love. 

Crooked Love

'Good morning, instead of going out I made you breakfast since it's pouring.' 'I hope you like your eggs scrambled, last night was a lot to handle, girl you do some crazy shit with candles..' she laughed and took the plate I made for her and the orange juice in the glass and sipped slow as she grabbed my hand, she told me 'i appreciated the past 24 hours but, my man called while you was gone and I has to leave now..' I looked away I started to shake a little and I tried not to scowl.. 'Awe that's okay, maybe next time, you know?' She replied, 'Yeah..' I turned away from her and smiled, 'yeah? That's all you have to say too me?' I asked myself... 'After all he's done to you?After I covered the bruises on you? Paid your car note too?' She tries to leave so I shoved her up against my wall, 'What the FUCK nigga? I told you I have to go.' I just wanted you to know the next time he tries to kill you don't call my phone. 'Yeah whatever nigga I'll be fine, he's in the driveway anyway.' 'WHAT? YOU BROUGHT THAT NIGGA TO MY HOUSE?' She proceeded to leave, I followed grabbed my shotgun as she dipped out... I opened the door after she reached the car, I cocked, he shot.. 'Get down on the GROUND!' Rang off repeatedly in my head, her screams, now I know what it sounds like when that cop hits on her.. Then i died ...

Taylor Outro-lude

All I did was give you the shaded part of my planet.

I'm blunt all the time and you couldn't stand it.

But I don't like to play games cause if I lose I might panic. 

Told you shit other couldn't get out of me if they planned it.

My heart belonged to you in our short moment.

You could've owned it but you disowned it.

And that's okay we both left and I learned from it that's just a bonus.

Remember how we loved "Own It" ?

Crazy how I don't even miss ya.. 

Crazy how I never even diss ya..

But I'm sure you diss me with all your friends and that's okay. 

You had my thinking I was losing it like I was going crazy with nothing to say.

You were just another page..

Last thing you told me I remember you said I'd miss ya.. 

but don't take this poem as confirmation it's just me entering another phase.. 

I'm focusing.. On me and tings.. 

Crazy how you got on me about who was in my snapchat.

Who was in my favorites.

You worrying about cyber shit and neglecting that were fading. 

But that's okay. 

Remember all the plans we had.

All the shit we said.

Too soon I guess.

Nothing true I guess.. 

Cause if that was the case this poem would stem from the first one I wrote for ya.. 

in a positive light..

but the lights coming from the moon. 

And my hearts dark and my thoughts dark..

But that's okay..

You thought that little effort you put in was enough..

You thought blaming your fucks ups on me would call my bluff.. 

I must be average like I tried to tell ya before.. 

I kept pretending like shit would work,

Even though I always see the end I try to ignore..

Thanks for trying you probably don't remember half the shit but thanks anyway. 

At least you were different in a way.. 

Can't even say I should've known but I swear I did I swear I do, you so petty I can be petty too..

How bout now?

Pain

Huey said peace is the only way to stop a nigga moment 

But for once this ain't black on black

All we wanna do is get served with protection

Why you feel like you have to armor yourself against me?

Huh mister policeman? 

Don't call for no backup when I got my back up to the sky and my hand up high

"Don't Shoot!"

Don't gun me down when I'm turned around and I'm asking why? 

"Don't Shoot!" 

My soul hurts today 

I feel like they don't want us to pray

I feel like they want us to stay

I feel like they want us to give up and stay up and fear up but never bless up

God why don't you bless us?

Why don't you bless us?

They have guns and all we have is cameras

Reporters have cameras 

And now the officers saying 

"Don't Shoot!" 

Well how cute you don't want to the people to be aware mister officer?

You don't want the people to see my lying here in my own blood?

Huh officer?

This shit making me wanna cry nigga

Why my niggas?

Huh?

Why only my niggas?

Why only us nigga? 

Huh nigga?

Abe Lincoln ain't free us

We ain't never been free

Cause it's 2014 and I still have this chain on me

Emancipation my ass

We ain't gonna ever be free...

Robin~

No one wants a troubled boy

Show them you're a stronger boy

But I can't even lift my head to the thought... 

All of the thoughts I fought

All the bruises I got 

And inflicted...

I'm aware of my sickness

What exactly am I conquering?

Suicide is my personal conjuring

Plenty are concurring

So why not?

I love you Mom..

Make sure you tell my Pop

I never knew him but he was always in my heart..

Thank god you can't hear this shot

To my sister

I'll miss ya

You're basically my daughter...

Just remember all I taught ya

To my unwed wife...

My unborn...

I'm so torn

No ring planted and no makings of a life form

But I would rather my child not start life scorn

Where will my spirit go?

Don't proclaim you'll see me in heaven because you never know

I figured a bullet will be less painful 

And loud enough so someone will finally hear my handful...

Problems I have a handful

Well...I had a handful

With no one to hand to

Laid them down finally and grabbed the Smith & Wesson from the mantel

..... 

Yin and Yang~

Dom Kennedy said get love when I see it

I continue to grab outfits that don't fit

It's funny how my honesty got her thinking I ain't shit

Back when u lied to girls things would always stick

And I know you're prideful and you have your resins for everything

But letting your past mess up your future might hinder a wedding ring

At the end of the day I pay for another mans mistakes everyday 

When I say I love you back I don't just reply because it's something to say

Questions you know the answers to you bombard me my face

As if your number isn't the only one in my call log all over the place 

Nothing is the same life stay changing 

As I put my head down and I say grace

If I could do it all over again I wouldn't

Head telling me to let go but I couldn't 

I just want you to believe me when I say this

I wish you would except the way I play this

You can vent to me just don't take it out on me

But if you do I won't bruise I'm about whatever for you

Perfection leads to questions but don't wonder why you need me

And don't wonder why I love you

I hope you allow my step and hear my knock on your door

I pray you caress my head as I kneel to your floor 

Us even further apart than we already are is all I fear

So blindly toward you I stare