I met a free people. Maybe misguided Perhaps perplexed But definitely not without heart Drums were their art And in their song lay their soul Skin as black as the burning coal we circled around and like clockwork, when they raised their arms I entered a new time A new dimesion without any tension I …
Category: Verse
On Behalf of Many
Perplexed and greatly troubled, they asked me “Well, don’t you want to leave anything behind?” I will leave behind a legacy. I will leave behind the life that was almost thrown away when someone became so hurt that they no longer wanted to exist. I will leave behind my memories. I will leave behind the …
Plato’s Cave
Our lover is an unconventional man
