The First Nation’s Devastation

In this new land in the time before, these new men’s aspirations clawed their way ashore. This allure lacking an alliance in allegiance, frayed garment garb denied their future malfeasance. Anxious but amazed at what lays at their feet dazed they glaze, this bounty further than eyes can see. The birch bark beckoning the arkContinueContinue reading “The First Nation’s Devastation”

The Obese Below The Meek, After The Weak

Sandyman (If you can’t heal! you can not hate!) With the collapse in this metabolic rate social media offensively pessimistic! chastely antagonistic. Curt is this current cynical curiosity tenacious tempered taint, testy tactless taunts in reality. This reckless rues they fan “she has food in both hands”. yes! so perceptively prejudicial, pretentious judgmental. Appetite! they’llContinueContinue reading “The Obese Below The Meek, After The Weak”

What Do You Seek!

My blue skies are not in my eyes, it’s understanding the scope! the degrees of hope. What needs are out of your reach, western world consumption! is that what you seek! Thinking of the hardships in the west, then I walk among the many with so much less. It’s upside down! it confounds, with lessContinueContinue reading “What Do You Seek!”

Which Homeless Do You See!

It is this curiosity of circumstance, concealed within our crowding cultural advance. Chilling changes in the case worker’s caution, cynics won’t concede complex conditions need options. Yet awkwardly aimlessly! advocacy’s anxiety, judgment resistance! the disinterested avoid assistance. The damage danger! homeless! a stranger, click bait for websites, nightmare on the streets at night. Dirty disorientationContinueContinue reading “Which Homeless Do You See!”

Grief’s Strains Within Sorrow’s Pain

The kiss of tears tracing the tracked curves in cheeks, the anguish ache in agony’s aftermath is now complete. Dread distressing clear skies reaffirm the dire in disbelief, in the belly of the fire, whispering whimper looks for relief. I’m jaded the tolling taps of time mourning remembrance, vexing! vulnerable now voided vigil’s vow ofContinueContinue reading “Grief’s Strains Within Sorrow’s Pain”