Covid 19, I sit alone waiting for this virus to spread across the world. I sit alone self-isolating wondering, how long it will be, before the human race is erased from humanity, and I sit alone, and I cross my fingers and what will be will be, but are we not a virus too, a…
Read MoreIt is time, time to look at society, for the problems that we see, we see them repeatedly, and how long, they drag on, for what seems an eternity, and it seems, it seems to me that we, the world, we need to motivate, and mobilize more often, because how little time is spent, on…
Read MoreIn town, in town in the crowds going around in circles, looking at this and looking for that, oh, how the drudgery of life it gets to you, and the materialism, the materialism of modern life, because is this what life is about? The endless hours spent traipsing around, the endless hours in queues, the…
Read MoreHow rapidly life moves through the streets, and through the places that we meet, and in the streets, how many people are living on the streets in the cold, and in the wet and the heat, and how many stabbings and murders there are, in the cities that power the nations of the world, and…
Read MoreIn the soil, in the soil where we bury the dead, how much is laying there of human history, that could turn human history on its head, and how much human history lies under the oceans, and how much history and advancement has been lost, and what we believe may not be, and we may…
Read MoreIn the faces of war, how haunting the looks, that we have seen so many times before, in the faces of war, how much pain and suffering there is, and how much agony in the cold vacant stares, and in the numbness, numbness that eviscerates any coherent thoughts, it is terror repeated, a terror repeated…
Read MoreIn the cabinet there is a mask, a mask you wore to our last dance, and I see it, and I remember you with an aching heart, I remember us dancing slowly, dancing under the stars, and I hold the mask in my hand, and there it is, the memories so sentimental, that they come…
Read MoreIn my eyes, I see you, I see me. I see us married, I see us in a dream. I see the day, I see the festivities, I see, I see what could be, and I see how great things could be, but if only it was reality, now, how beautiful it would be, and…
Read MoreAn Inventory, an inventory of things that we need, an inventory to achieve, an inventory of love, an inventory of things to please, an inventory of the heart’s desires, and a gathering of romance, and how much there is to choose from when romancing, and how much it takes to please, because people have such…
Read MoreInside you how swept up you are in your emotions, and how your emotions they rule the day, for you wear your heart on your sleeve, and no matter what you are, you are the bravest person that I know, and as your tears fall to the Earth and explode, your heart it palpitates in…
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