Sighs

    Sighs There are days I want to quit my poetry Then I have to ask the question “why?” It seems no one really reads it much No one really cares It seems if there’s no wild video attached Nothing that catches stares Then it is to be avoided, discarded   We can’t be…

The Role

The Role How I see facts May not be how reality sees facts So what I see, what I experience Might not be the truth at all It might be a part of the play The key point in the drama Where the antagonist is in the midst There just might be a turn in…