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Just by chance, And for a moment, I got off the train At this stop. I was looking for something More. I didn’t know if I would stay, I di..

There is nothing to say, No knowledge to share, That is not already shown to you, And that you do not already know. See the truth in the night sta..

Theses are the tools I have, These words, Meager at most. With them, I unlock doors, Or shatter them Forever. With them I touch, Or repel, Or ..

There are things that can’t Be written about, like life Hanging in balance.

Do you remember it like I do? Do you still see it behind your eyes? The buildings rising up from cement like monsters, With a thousand shuttered gr..

Removing the politics, they fought for us. Honor them.

See the path of moon On sea, and behold, divine Sonogram of life.

Ma Joad- character in John Steinbeck’s great American novel, “The Grapes of Wrath”

“Riches” line sealed tombs. “Love” lines our infinity, Free to all who choose.

Leaves illuminated By a lone streetlight. Patches of green, Phosphorescent, Pierce the hazy black Of a summer night. Voices laugh Out of the s..