Like putting a man on the moon, Americans have the ingenuity to solve the problem of its dependence on oil.

September 11 Poem.

May we all become the answer.

With every day there are new acts of cruelty. Will souls of these perpetrators find rest?

I do not know the spoils of war. I have never seen the perils of combat. I have not witnessed the lost of a comrade that I slept next to in tomb-like bed crafted from desert sand. Whether right or wrong, war has no friends, the battlefield has no name and any wise person would instantly realize that there is never a victor.

A poem portraying what it is like on the battlefield during a war and what it can do to your mind.

A description of a marines first day in the Iraqi War.

Describing the final days of the US occupation of Iraq through the eyes of a politically, economically, and emotionally troubled soldier trying to make it out of Baghad alive to get back to the secret G10 summit in Aspen Colorado.

The United States and the civilized nations of the world had put up with a lot of barbaric behavior from Saddam Husain, the dictator in Iraq for a long time. He was becoming more and more aggressive in his push to test the will and the ability of advanced nations to stop him.

This poem is meant to capture the momentum that led to the U.S. war against Iraq that occupied Kuwait.