Earth's new beginings
I awoke to a cold hand pressed against my face. My eyes flickered open, allowing the dim light to filter in, my eyes slowly adjusting to the sparsely lit environment. I was laying on...
Iraq (poem)
A single shot, a splash of red A soldier falls, cold and dead. Sing your chorus, toll your bell Brave men travel the perils of hell. A war uneeded, begun on hate Our children the ones, the victims of fate. They call it just, they call it true It...
Acceptance, what does it really mean?
The young fox sighed as he stepped off the bus, on his face was a mixture of worry and anticipation, the kind of look one only has when they are about to do something with an outcome...