Declaration and Demands

[Seated At A Cherrywood Desk En His Uncle’s Tuscan Villa, The Divine Messenger Puts His Bamboo Quill 2 A Blank Sepia Page. En A Writing Vox, Born Of Love And Courage, He Authors A Declaration And Then A Litany Of Demands On The Present World And Its Amoral Pantheon.] WE choose 2 not defile our […]

Padma

These are new revelations, Olde, abandoned diamond mines W/ new expectations Drums strike! Trumpets blare! Cymbals crash! And voices, exquisitely raised, reach Palaces on high Nev’r mind the smoldering cinders Of a once great love / Now, hopelessly lost Nev’r mind those Mongers of War W/ too much sand and blood on their hands Nev’r […]