My poems are a microcosim of the world that God has granted me, through my birth, on planet earth.
I give thanks to all of our Lord's gifts, through my writings of poetry and prose. I hope you enjoy my poems.
Watching you sift through a garbage can, I wonder if poverty is close at hand?
Hurried thoughts of hunger pangs Continue to salivate from my glands.
Tired feet scuttle quickly by, Trying to hide those foreboding eyes,