Jun22

A Walk to the New, Old World I walked around the glistening streets and damp ginnels to capture old memories. I meditate, looking down upon a dull, wet town. Huge square structures pierce up from the ruins of battered industrial carcasses. Shadows stretch from the round tower block that commands the skyline, and beyond the…

Jun22

We stand our ground with faithful hearts together.They beat on through the night and into day.Follow your path to truth with no white feather,But, truth is hard to spot, hard to convey.The post will drop, the clock will tick again,The stars will shine then dawn will end the night.Your deeds in life will not be…