Marques Bankhead

"I feel the cold sore
that lures me to a dark
lore.
The passion of wanting more
overshadows
the passion of love I
pour.
The picture gets even
clearer.
My sunshine within the camera
makes the demons around me
shiver.
The actions I take
make the skeletons shake.
Through the sunny side Cali
to a hot Arizona state.
Past the towers of the
big apple
Over the mountains
in Dakota.
No man can stop me,
my word,
my quota.
Let the evil pass.
Let the love show some
color"
- Marque Bankhead