To The Empty Space
To the empty space in wind I shout. I hear nothing returned, I am lost, I listen some more, the pain of nothing returns. I am with voices sealed in…
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The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
To the empty space in wind I shout. I hear nothing returned, I am lost, I listen some more, the pain of nothing returns. I am with voices sealed in…
Mason Cult is a poet and social justice warrior, here he chats for the first time about his poetry and venture into the world of science fiction. Mason Cult Poet…
Layers of life in the shadow lands, past present and some future mix. A dark mist in a ball hangs in front of my eyes. Irritates me, still hours, waiting…
Subversion the subtle control of the family of man the increase of the isolated family and the demise of real talking communities. It doesn’t rely on the political colour of…
Fading grace how am I. Too thee today, I cannot give, for I cannot take anymore of the conscience that I bare in the face of your adversity. That other…