This is a poem I wrote about the masses as society collapses. Society as we know it, is falling apart from the tyranny of the "green dream" and the one who follow it blindly without care to who is hurt in the crossfire as they reach for their dream of riches. This is a powerful poem, a lot of powerful suggestive words that don’t come out straight but hint as to their meaning. I suggest it as a read. It is very powerful, these words and they speak of truth many have hid from.

Life is short…

Everything is upside down when the person is in night shift. No wonder it is called as the graveyard shift, as physiological changes are faster and it pushes the individual towards the grave faster!

There is a large farm in my village. It is called HOPE-RISING FARM.

Haiku. Poetry in haiku form all about life, death, and fame in California. Killer haikus about the hazards, pitfalls, and cursed lives looking for fame around every corner in California.

Election campaign scenario in our locality.

Hard times during a down economy can give many folks few options.

I think that we need more EXTREME GosPel Hymns!!

By making it possible for machines to replace people, automation has created what amounts to a revolution in our ways of doing things.

The stench of burnt flesh spread in the air in a few minutes. The smell reached the workers in the staff room. It was a very frightening aspect of human existence that a few minutes before their friend was alive and now they were feeling his presence in the form which no one would ever like.