When those we know choose to show us their weary soul,
filled with angst from all the pains that burden mind with woes,
we learn that they are much the same as us on any day,
and should with kindness find within our own self time to say,
worry not for worry wearies, threatens peace of mind,
bends the truth away from you to cast a spot that blinds,
you from being who you are a person known as friend,
dousing days you're left to see from being seen as then,
a new day brought to you with care, a sunshine bright and clear,
a mind that's freed from what was then a loathsome note of fear.
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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