Awed, we wonder. The stones testify, that man created works. Men gone now, but immortalized, in glory they stand; we marvel. Speaking to us in long dead tongues, we need not decipher, to understand their language. Was here they lived and died, leaving monuments behind, the human spirit does not languish, life looks to […]Read more "Monuments Of Men"
Hocus pocus, the results are in, and they’re bogus, been a three-ring circus act; no one knows what’s fiction and what is fact. Clowns, jokers, and fools, they play by their own set of rules. Hocus pocus, no one seemed to notice, a wolf in […]Read more "Hocus Pocus: The Results Are Bogus"
I’m as mad as hell, just like Howard Beale. He knew, and he said it so well; reality television, now it’s oh so real. There’s been a wall of division, that stretches the length of the land. Where there should be unison, the flames of fervor are fanned. They only asked that their voices be heard, […]Read more "I’m As Mad As Hell"
The parade’s a charade, a slick, glossy cavalcade, Speeches and spectacle, all so humble and respectable. Visions stirring impassioned, crowds in rapture fastened. Loyal factions wage their battle, words hurled back and forth, rattle. Allegiances are made and sworn, while some question intention; are torn. Carnival barkers luring for attention, the flock gather at their hallowed […]Read more "The Parade’s A Charade"
We all make our entrances into this world naked, we’re all the same, an individual, though part of an inter-connected community. Born into wealth or poverty; obscurity or acclaim, when you make your introduction, there’s no immunity. Be kind and tolerant to others, you haven’t walked in their shoes, or know their troubles. Extend […]Read more "If We All Gave A Hand"
A community’s composition, includes a broad, diverse spectrum, of many shades and hues, an assemblage of opinions and views. Since the dawn of man, we’ve come together as part of a tribe, part of a clan. Time ran its course and we progressed, not content, there was unrest. The spirit drove us to move on and […]Read more "A Brief History Of Lessons Unlearned"
All across this once bountiful landscape, the less fortunate struggle scrimping and scraping by on minimum wage. Character assumptions, accusations of guilt assumed. No recourse, no rebuttal, only to face an inquisition, in this day and age. There was a time when one and all were afforded the chance of freedom, […]Read more "The Congregation Of The Lost"