Cry, my beloved country (a poem)

Cry, my beloved country For your children have forsaken you. They have placed themselves above freedom Turned their children to serpents, Cry, my beloved country, For your children weep with … Continue reading Cry, my beloved country (a poem)

A Soothing Song & a Cliche

Maybe I will seek your sunsets. Maybe I will hide ‘neath your air– Your dazzling, peaceful and assuring air. The smoothness of your voice, The assurance of your eyes, The … Continue reading A Soothing Song & a Cliche