Child like innocence of the heart,
tucked behind a protective shield,
survival, vestal spirit must depart,
for cold and hard is society’s yield.
True virtue is viewed as being weak,
living in a world dominated by power,
strength and wealth control the meek,
one becomes cold or is soon devoured.
The realities of this earth are so hard,
savage creatures on this land we roam,
never allowed to let down one’s guard,
searching for want, a place to call home.
Importance place on wealth and greed,
rather than the ambience of true love,
finding it’s value takes away the need,
true riches flow from the heavens above.
Searching far and near, put to the task,
fighting for dominance, power, and might,
never comprehending that it doesn’t last,
understanding is found in the mystic light.
Major League ballplayer Justin Moore is kidnapped from his own ballpark and transported to a foreign land. It might take high-level international negotiations to free him. Or maybe he will take matters into his own hands.
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
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