war

Patience

When the good in people Wins the battle Evil Will wait And wait Until it can strike   So let it meander In Hell’s Never ending realm Until it consumes itself In its own self rendered rage

Breath In Deeply

Seated on a wooden chair Elbows on the table Hands elevated cradling a mug Of Columbian dark coffee With a little more sugar To lighten the mood As the flickering images From my bland H.D. T.V. Tripped around the walls… Read More ›