An Ode To Covid
The beginnings of total control are arriving, not creeping, everything we do is now being monitored. Free will is diminishing by the second even suggestion of the make up regarding…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
The beginnings of total control are arriving, not creeping, everything we do is now being monitored. Free will is diminishing by the second even suggestion of the make up regarding…
Look through me like a god, you know I trust you. Implicit are those eyes shining under the conspirators mantle. We are to believe you as a father figure, as…
Cheap voice, nothing to say no one will hear you puppet of a god dream in the scheme of life, for those who come and never go in the dark…
Under the bushel tin, undisturbed since 1929 there remains a secret no one thought to disturb, a curiosity of the heart played its song within the reverb. To its spiritual…
Corona virus the secret untold obviously we have not had World War 3 the world population is unsustainable, climate change and provision supply stretched to the limit. Then there is…