The day Roe was overturned, I wrote the song, "When You Were Mine." ~ thanks for listening.
My Hope: We must stop the internal fighting and put that energy towards solutions. We are suffocating ourselves with anger and compliancy. Let us focus upon what we have in common, not our differences. My Prayer for the world... May we aspire to the greatness of our collective souls.
My social media suffers a lot Too many irons in more than one pot A potential gig wants to see my fans Hopping from the fire to the frying pan.
As separate as we may feel, we are together. As strong as we may present, we are still fragile. As loud as our heart beats, it’s the music of our soul. As the day draws to darkness, we bow our heads Giving thanks for those we have love and lost.
It is a tedious trek, head kept low Keeping to me the things I know Privileged by the color of my skin Privileged by the silence of my sins.
There are no rooms for her. The room she needs; the bed she needs is unavailable because they are filled with infected unvaccinated Covid-19 patients. Get vaccinated ~ wear a mask ~ wash your hands ~ 6 feet separation. Damn It!
I was lulled into a false sense of security.
I try not to watch too much of what’s happening with the Insurrection investigation. I try not to read too much about the increasing COVID numbers I try not to listen too much about the wildfires destroying the west I try not to think too much about the Olympics.
It was an abusive relationship, Marked with blood baths and suffering. He demanded she stay, she ended her silence, With a revolt that shook and changed the world. She gathered her colonies around her, As a mother gathers her children to her breast. Declaring her freedom, protecting her own, Her…
A soldier’s shadow, cast no more He fought for us on foreign shores In his pocket, a picture of home His heart's last beat, all alone. His family, lost a son Just as his life had begun A call to duty, his answer true He answered for both me and…