Eyes up to the Man, the Flag and God
Clutching the national plant...
Far Away Nights
Echoes of faraway nights...
"Life without the test of goodness,
Is the life lived purposeless...
And so she cradles her bewildered head in her lap...
This is a poem I wrote at the start of my recovery...
The thought of the possible extinction of...
Yeah Cancer,
What a horrible disease...
This scrap of dirt,
this portion of earth...
So many lives
Try’s...
The devil mocked,
You won't survive the storm...
Go to work.
Go home...
A little breath of scandal,
And a pair of eager ears...
Sorrowful trees,
Sallow and Yew...