Greed and grandiosity, does not a healthy world make.
All its citizens must be cherished without mistake.
Month: February 2018
Post and Poetry
we would drive in his little red car, base woofer in the back seat. Rave music, grunge, rock, metal, rap etc. Everything blazing in your ears and causing rhythmic joy in the body.
Drowning
I had some hopes, but they were soon denied.
As I swim in this sea of people empty, traversing the divide.
