You told me to get the f-ck out of your car
That you never want to see my face ever again
But whatever I am is whatever you are
Whenever I am gone I know you miss yourself then
And though you do not care that I die you say
It is as if I do now as you send me away
A kiss to miss the bother of your father when
The wheel turns back and someone does this to you someday
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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