You know you are being foolish.

Atomic Bomb.

You want to make peace with your hurt.

A sudden impulse to write brought forth the following poem. This is for my employer who acknowledges my work and balances professional and personal relationship with all employees.

This poem describes the great transaction that occurred when Jesus died on the cross.

I hope you find peace in death.

What is and what should never be.

Viewing life beyond one’s own eyes.

Some actions cannot be justified.

Nobody likes to be disappointed.