MF.Womack : Writing

Sweet Threads

Sweet Threads

A Poem by MF.Womack


You either reap what you sow or damage your soul Thread the needle with fibers that bind before you sew Rip apart the fabric that we’re all cu..
We Were Made to Breathe

We Were Made to Breathe

A Poem by MF.Womack


At the end of the day the most faithful question always remainsOur wayward minds scale mountains to findThe pinnacle of truth and timeAlas! With a gas..
Tides of War

Tides of War

A Poem by MF.Womack


Look at the war you've begunWaging battles all in the name of funYour ship sank long agoHope, love and faith all aboardThe wise tide washed your body ..
Empty Shots

Empty Shots

A Poem by MF.Womack


Weave a beat and let leak a drop of truth most sacred to youWatch the pain circle the drainAnd as for your flask- don't even askThe liquor is your tri..