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Crossed The Rubicon The clock says at last it’s for the die to be cast No longer prisoners of fate it is time for the GOP themselves to exculpate They must now put Country Over Party and in this mission they cannot be tardy Because Don the Con has now crossed the Rubicon Hussein Ali Hill-Johnson …
Hello Friend, It has been such a long time since we sat and talked Not about other people, places or things— just about us. Remember when we would chat about our future for hours we laughed about silly subjects and our own mistakes Then we moved on without looking back. Seems like we had …
Mourn Me Not* When my time comes mourn me not for I am not gone I am with you forever at the first light of dawnAnd every Summer as the sun does set I am with you-on this you can bet I am with you when the Daffodils return every year in early spring and every …
The Luxury Of Indifference* Like in Germany back in 1939everything here in America is not fine I am hoping as a nation we can endurebut, of this fact I am not 100% sure We are ruled by a hate monger via fearwith keys to our nukes that fly through earth’s atmosphere A 72 year old …
The Bear The voices twisted nearer then farther away, acrobatic in the cold crunching snow and branches. He could not quite see them, but followed watching for the setter’s red stretched body, listening for the voice of his father’s shotgun. The voice of his father by the fire telling him the myth again. The bear …
Pick Your Battles Wisely Does everything around you need your attention or can you leave something to time? Is it necessary to spend your energy and resources in defendingevery decision or can you just leave it to time? Why is it necessary to prove yourself to every critic who chooses to offer a feedback? While I always believed …
My Garden of CreationA space where flowers grow with names like simile and metaphor and cultivating them is the work than I adore I am digging through my mind for another fresh rhyme because once again it is harvest time I arrange the concepts based on platonic idealism juxtaposed with stark modern urban realism With themes old as time …
Joy of the Day It is a new year and I promised myself that I would be softer in my spirit— To look over and past the ridiculous and inane Every morning as the new day begins I am prayerful that I can keep my bad nerves in check and my thoughts focused on positive …
My Rose Colored Glasses I find myself reminiscing, as old men do, about the things in my life that use to be true Back when I was driven by pure passion, wore odd and strange clothes that I called fashion Took every chance I could to stick it to the man daydreamed of smoking weed …
Built to be Blessed You have handled most of the challenges that life has thrown your way. Some mountains were harder to climb than others, but you always knew. Even when you were scared and wanted to run away, when it was hard to laugh, but you did it anyway. Because you knew. Remember those …