August 27, 2018
He Befriends Gangsters… A friend – let’s call him Luke (not the real name) – that I have not met for more than 30 years dropped by my office. We had a wonderful time reminiscing about the past over a wonderful dinner. Except for some wrinkles, Luke’s face has hardly changed over the years. I […]
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August 27, 2018
New Age Love A voice within Beckons me to do What a brother would do to another Face to face With the morass of poverty In which they live My brothers who To no fault of their own Live in unspeakable lack Feeding on what little scraps they could find Clinging onto pitiable opportunity that […]
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