Posted in Poetry


Realities exist
that the poor will always be in our midst
sickness will always be our plague
Days we would rather not see
will always be a part of the deal
Crime will continue to rise
as power hungry individuals stifle our cries
But we must continue to live
regardless of the drought
famine and pestilence
that life’s all about
World dominance
I mean world peace
homeless people still parade the streets
pointing fingers
it’s their fault not mine
these are the realities that exist in my time.



A creative nut with endless possibilities to offer the world. Just need to start with one possibility - my words.

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