Just Thinking…Again

When did we get to the point of laughing at the pain of another ? Or tickled by misfortune? Somehow our helping hands turned into a pointing finger. Too many tears are salting the earth Too many gallons of blood quench the thirsty green grass of this America When did we grow deaf to the

What If

What if I put down my memories of a broken past and stepped full force into your heart and allowed love to take over and be my breath…be my heart beat…be my skin to find comfort in…Just what would happen if I allowed you to be my heaven and release my hell…What do I do