What Crosses My Mind

  • Can You Hear the Music?

    There ain’t no music tonight, It stopped again, we are lost in a swirl, fog of hate & vitriolic acid. We want to believe  our lives have changed to look past the hate. ~ We are fed too well, looking at streets in chaos while a reporter freshly coifed, looking pretty, expresses the horror, across…

  • Ferguson, USA

    I was walking alone down a city street the other day, I didn’t have to dodge rubber bullets along the way.   One afternoon while the sun shone bright across the sky, Bicycles and para-sails wafted freely without asking why.   When I wake up in the morning I will drive on a road, Without…