Revolutionary

The bells ring like an endless song

As Uncle Sam looks me in the eyes.

Lady Liberty knows it won't be long

Until I grab my gun and rise.

I don't want to die,

But if death is what it takes

I won't be shy

For our contry's sake.

I will push all through the night

And pray for my brothers -

When we win this fight

We can tell our mothers

That on this day we are free,

September 3rd, 1783.

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.

IdEgo

Dreams, desires, id and ego.