You shared his misery.

Evil spirits of repression
haunt dark corners of the world,
With their ugly banners lifted
and their bloody flags unfurled —

Nobody benefits from hatred.

Heart cries in pain for somebody who can relieve and understand the same.

An original poem dedicated to the resistance of social injustice through sacred activism.

Issues.

I hear the same old sound
of painful groaning…

Truth is represented
by all things good –
Things that sustain us,
and rightfully should —–

Poem about the excess of greed, injustice,politics, hate, intolerance and deprivation…the post-modern condition.

This poem is dedicated to my friend Reggie, who has been treated badly by a woman who is suppose to help him through class.