fear

Poetry

#thisisamerica

While you were singing and hoping for a better world thinking through your songs of hope somewhere, somehow remorse would spark in the heart of evil. A serpent knows nothing about barking.   The good word says, "there is nothing new under the sun." You saw the constancy of times but you were to busy entertaining the masters in the…read more
Sunday Afternoons

#31 Sunday Afternoons

She looks at her purpose but the invisible walls prevents her from moving forward, at least she thinks that to be the truth.  Frustration kicks in and the purpose dissipates as if it was a mere mirage.  She walks away and back into the dungeon of her thoughts.  She battles with her thoughts because truth wants her to win and…read more