Can you smell the air?Through the bars of the cage.What happens when the books fall?Will we breathe in and turn the page?It started with the firing squad.Raining down from the heights.What will clear the air?After a thousand stormy nights.Like fish i...
on Apr 13, 2013 in:
Poems
Our country, our government, ignores them, as though it never happened.As if they have a reason to be ashamed. They died, they loved, they did exist, though they were never officially named. their families shared them, because, our government...
Come! Peek thru my keyhole,and look towards the light,a magical sight awaits you.It may not be real, but oh we can dream,and maybe ...