Oh dear Lord, hear me out Today, like no other day, I feel so lost. Like empty vase waiting for flowers Because the flowers got
(To my kiddo) I can’t tell you who you are to be One thing I know for sure, Is that you must DREAM. Dream and
My sweet, my lonely heart is skeptic. Each word, each action probed. Ideas scrutinized and questioned “not true” – the heart runs into a default.
A global pandemic, economic collapse A civil unrest has galvanized us. Questioning science causes turmoil, Searching for a turning point. Career politicians put our
Attack on Liberty, attack on Freedom By privileged and violent insurrectionists Carrying the flag from ku klux klan Combusting false claims of a stolen election.
I haven’t seen you for some time, and I have no desire. The time has quickly passed us by, like current passes through a wire.