as today yields to the morrow
it's hope shall curb our sorrow...
I'm sorry, Life,
I truly am...
Here in this deep silent place
I meet myself again...
Africa my home, my love of life
If I could only fly like a cloud...
The ink is fading on my page
Fragile the threads I choose to weave...
So precious yet so short
Life is indeed to us...
Wicked thoughts will taint your soul
preventing it from attaining it's Heavenly goal...
billions now trillions; numbers that have lost...
swear words that have lost their sting...
as the night becomes the day
a false dawn! swilling thoughts, capture the...
locked down within the constraints of humanness
a sting on the back of my brain...
your intellect! do not insult your self
especially with regard to academic matters...
OF What Importance Is Money
In a Disastrous World...