They said “this boy is shy…this boy too quiet…this boy need open up and project more….he don’t talk enough…” Well, this “boy” is a man now. And has grown to be the truth. The truth has always spoken…people jus wasn’t listening…until now.

Growing up in one of Brooklyn,NY’s most well known sections for violence and crime in Crown Heights…This “boy” has always had eye for realness and a mind of insight, productivity, and prosperity. And also what most rarely saw or noticed, a mouth full of reckless honesty. I admit, being the youngest of six brothers it wasn’t easy for me to open up to any and every new person I met.

Through the ongoing years, up to today…I think I’ve mostly evolved out of that “shyness cocoon” everyone seemed to label me with. Though the high school years were stressfull and trying time for me in more ways than one; my first release of tension with this yet untamed mouth piece wasn’t with poetry, but music. It change to poetry when writing music didn’t feeling like enough and I left that on hiatus. Poetry then took center stage around the end of high school. My mind was far from set at that point and it went on hiatus too.

Until my 1st yr. in college in 2007. When I was re inspired to write again by joining a creative writing/poetry club and started even performing at school events. Which also lead to venues around manhattans lower East side, in such places as Bowery Poetry Club…and now Nuyorican Poets Cafe (Where I took on the nick name of Honest Abe). Even as recently at 449 LA in Harlem,NY,The spot in Newark,NJ,the Chronicle in Orange,NJ and Urban Juke Joint in NY. Some still consider the name a cliche monikr, but they know better once I school ’em about it. I really started using my voice and experices and bringing them to life back on stage(another place I was on hiatus from being for some time). Starting to participate in more and more slams after observing and hearing other poetic artist doing there thing. While honing my own style in the process.

I’m still a current student at a college(for the time being, studying in Liberal arts) in brooklyn, but have been and will always be a student of life. A brotha with with keen insight visually and mentally to see and point out things most still ignore or can’t see. A conscious poetic artist who’s one of his main goals is not to write to incite crimes, but to incite minds with the truth in a world and a society full of lies and deception. So….“Let my words be the inspiring shit clog, stuck in your memory’s history that will never be removed. Profound like lyrics to a rap song Huey Newton wrote, that’s hard to prove to you. Cause this is the untitled misery of a POET!!!”

-Honest Abe