a poem is a sermon
What will we do? How will we carry on when all around us hate and anger rage and nothing seems to matter ’til it’s gone? Who will we be here on the empty stage? Where will we find the strength and will to fight as enemies just multiply and grow? Do our eyes dim, or […]
When we are young, they begin to fit and clothe us in raiments for battle: the helmet of self-esteem; the breastplate of self-confidence; the shield of self-assurance; the sword of self-righteousness – before we understand the “self”, when what self we possess, if any at all, is like a baby elephant whose trainers fit its […]
If I could never be the one to make you smile like you say he may have done Then why do you always seem to run to me? If I could never take his place to bring that smile you lost back to your face Then why do you always seem to race here to […]