How I will die and if it will mean much
That I once lived or at least what once seemed
Like living until the curtain was torn
Need not apply since life has still been such
A lot more than I had hoped or had dreamed
If only the hopes of a martyr born
To live the nightmares about which they warn
Of genius as of insanity too
A couple of shady characters those
With both of them no telling what to do
The thorn as remarkable as the rose
And in the event the two are the same
The heavens part with only God to blame
For a dance with fate which neither one chose
But now the heavens want to part with me
And veil the veil withdrawn again in shame
So I am glad to share the earth with you
A lot more than I had hoped or had dreamed
Like living until the curtain was torn
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
BEFORE DARKNESS FALLS Retails for 14.95 / but you can have it now for only 11.95 This is a book of poetry and prose that deals with real life issues that all of mankind comes to face. Some of the poems deal with the tenderness of love, while others s
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