My little maiden two years old, just able
To tower full half ahead
above the table.
What turns men into killing machines, that blows apart lives and destroy innocent dreams? Look into the eyes of a child and may the pain that you see Haunt you as much as it haunt me.
Innocent lives destroyed by the things that they saw, In yet another pointless and brutal war.
The wind breathe through me
it will spin round the photos on my fridge,
leaf through the pages of these books before
I read them
The Shame Of The World
Dead bodies floating
in our oceans
from North to the west side of
My Christmas Wish For You
If I could wish a wish for you,
it would be for peace, faith, and happiness
not only at Christmas,
but for the whole year through!
Look, Hear And Speak
I watch them congregate
bedecked in their best
(black usurps jewel-toned