Day: December 31, 2018

These Streets

These streets Dust filled dream laden Where boys play and girls play, and dream are lived out. Where the sounds of laughter and joy can be heard from over yonder. Take me to the streets from whence I came from. The umbilical cord that is mine planted in the earth I hear it calling. Take …

Words

Heard not seen like in a one-word zone. Legs can go a mile, but they go a thousand miles once uttered. Heard not seen actions they are without doing much. A pinnacle of the moment when the sword slays no more. Cause words do it better than could ever be imagined. The four cornered box …