The poets get these people crowned,
Then find themselves in chains and bound...
What is left, when the Left, is far?
Can you really talk about anything below or above...
"He is a little bit crazy" that is what they say...
Talking about God and love and no devil at all...
”In God I trust...
In the morning the sun
It shines so bright and...
McDonald’s wrappers float over the field of the...
In Rossville Street, the trucks are late for the...
A lonely old man and the
Ache of loneliness he bears...
“Let kindness speak when shadows rise,
It’s the quiet power that never dies...
On your birthday let laughter resound
With joy and good wishes abound...
Silver ripples swirl in motion
Like small waves upon an ocean...
There is a poet in chains, inside of me
Pain and burning emotions make good lines...
No reason to get excited
The ground is not going to fall away...