Well, I am not denying nor proclaiming that this is a love poem for President Trump, but it is open for interpretation. Much love little lemon drop!

Just a poem on the aftereffects of rage.

Getting into the calm sea vibes, I hope this poem brings you peace, peace and peace.

Hi, all my beautiful readers. Remember the only thing that came separate us in this time of panic and destruction is hate. Love is what keeps everything together. Much love, Jacques

What are stars Truly?

Who am I? Who are you? What are we? A short reflective story on finding oneself in a changing world. I share my background and cultural ancestry to conclude what it means to be human.

A cultural trip to the black barber, left me appreciating an unfamiliar culture.

My first time driving a 4x4 up a mountain through Africa, with no electronic steering it was a challenge I couldn't miss.

In this time of isolation, in this time of social connection on the internet, I have never felt more alone.

I saw the most beautiful woman in the market the other day. She absolutely captivated my my mind and heart with her gentle way of handling clients. Here's to the black beauty, I hope to see again.

Going to bars, I am a wallflower conjuring up descriptions for simple pleasures. I went to a professional pool game and came to a gain some insight about the lives of the high profile players.

My sight and perception of reality can sometimes be distorted, as can the ego. Misleading me in times of confusion. Perhaps the ego is the confusion? What do you make of it all?

Page introduction and poem on the COVID-19 virus Source: Jacques https://www.instagram.com/p/B9qq1jLlL-X/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link