Kids writing on space:
But when the promise long foretold at last came to pass
God Himself, didn’t take a staff, or cloak.
Baby smiles, baby cries, dancing around to close baby eyes.
All those I have bottled inside, like chutney on a shelf.
No reign is eternal; change is inevitable. Falling is about the inevitable change of leaders, even when they dream to be eternal.
That direction has changed, it was
A different door and teacher
Last year. My pulse sings a chorus
I don’t comprehend, metered
In fear and joy mixed together.
We hit 500 likes, thanks for the love!
Yet I feel no flames, just lead filled with lead
Hanging from my bottom eyelids, swinging.
Choose rightly to keep your right to choose: thoughts on Choices
The end is the beginning. Be prepared.
Fly butterfly, fly. In the past you slugged Across the wood to catch some leaves. You painted yourself colours that … More