The man who lives next door is kind and charitable. If there is anything that I need or work that I can’t do myself, he is right there to help me. He told me it makes him feel good in...
The devil’s brew of a perilous bea… Of nervous skies and spherical win… Of grays and blacks so deathly cha… Dancing the dance of a wayward dre… With an inner eyes that sees the c…
A slap in the face, a heavy blow, We stood up with much to show. We the resilient, the brave, the s… Picked up the pieces all along. The prey of the Taliban never eve…
The Gap Young and old grow further apart Life was grand then so we depart Into days of memories so forgotten Of brotherhood and its love begott…
The Redeemer Arise all ye faithless, alone in d… Look to my light, my perpetual glo… I come in the name of the spirit o… My blessings to you, the lost and…
He is Coming He waits for the final breath His kind eyes, his noble wings His silence shouting from muted ho… From blinding faith to highs so be…
All reverence to the sun and rain without a mind, without a name, muted worship in fullness attendin… flowers stand erect with no bendin… praying in silence but hearts out…
My return, my self again restored, the me of poetic convictions, of l… of dreams flying back to me in viv… climbing back into my rusty mind a… my empty parchment that waits for…
“Hear ye, hear ye, beholders of th… After winter’s wrath come Spring-… The gardens are all aglow in yello… and red and orange of primordial t… Mother Nature is kind to us once…
As man rises above his familiar ab… Like an eagle flying to heights be… And the earth grows smaller than a… And oceans become a pond in the mi… A sight of disbelief, of romantic…
The Gift To woman for her I dance Showered with grace and elegance A peacemaker from all the rage The book of life she turns the pag…
The oceans rhyme and the earth sings. Ancient engines stir up the waters in a steady rhythm
The jagged edges of the war-bound… with their battle axes and razor s… rub against the tender walls of th… for years upon years of agony and… scratching, clawing, kicking, pier…
Voices ringing in my ears such swe… coated with demonic spices all aro… suffuse my empty chasms and lonely… with songs of the dark in my alaba… Hypnotic melodies swirling around…
Macho boy, didn’t you know that in order to become a macho man you have to earn that title? If you are lucky enough to still be alive, as you sit in your jail cell you have plenty of ti...
