“Hey man,”

Right now, Every time I’m about to burst into tears You’re there saying “hey man”.  I go to bed With your deep voice talking into my soul So I sleep in peace.  One year ago One kid bullied another, And you showed up in a random morning.  I made choices in life then And I … Continue reading “Hey man,”



These kids, these faces, that’s what hope and fulfilment feels like.  It’s more than the retarded reactions in your system, wrapped in dissimulation that end up with confusion.  It’s more than the chest aches from frustrations that result from convoluted concepts that patronize you from the pages.  There’s no facade, no guile. That’s why I … Continue reading Glory