He doesn’t lurk, he stands upon his soapbox. He takes treats and turns them into tricks. He tweets and turns beauty into brutality. His words, echo from a heart of stone. He blows his harp, charming the uneducated. He rallies with lies and deceit. The lost have fallen into his…
I didn’t think it would matter so much, early voting, but it did. I didn’t plan on being one of the first at the polls, but I was. I didn’t think I would feel so much pride, but I do. I didn’t know the woman in front of me would…
A package just came in the mail, And Basura Cat started waving her tail. She used her claws to open the box, What was inside, knocked off my socks. It was a political yard sign for the Democrats, Looks like I have a left leaning political cat. Basura got a…
I’m vested, interested and resolute in learning and helping to lead my country in the right direction concerning the upcoming Presidential Election, never before has so much been at stake. I have an internal struggle when people outside of my county care more than those who live here. People in…
Basura Cat was up late reading the news, Something that usually gives her the blues. She jumped on my head just before 1am, And I thought to myself, here we go again! “He has it,” she cried, “And so does his wife!” I couldn’t figure out what she meant for…
Late last night, the news broke that President Donald Trump and his wife, Melania, have both tested positive for COVID-19. The world reacts with mixed emotions. It’s serious when someone contracts the virus, for there is nothing more precious and fleeting than one's health.
“The difference between us is not in the color of our skin, but what lies in our hearts.” ~ by me When I hear the words, “White Privilege” ~ it use to make me laugh. The 3rdof 4 kids, abandoned by my “father” ~ a mother who literally sacrificed her…
“Whatsup? Basura Cat said to me, “Not much,” I replied, “What’s up with thee?” “Not a thing,” she casually replied, As we both watched the moon cross over the sky. “It’s quiet,” she said, as I patted her head, "Most of our friends are asleep in their beds." "But you…
It’s hard to write today. Words seem far off in the distance. Ruth Bader Ginsburg passed away last night at the age of 87. It feels like I’ve lost a treasure and friend. I’m at a loss, I feel robbed of my ability to grieve as it is replaced with…
The Adventures Of Basura Continue... My Cat, The Therapist ~ a short poem by me Basura Cat asked me, “Why are you so mad?” "Did I do something wrong, was I being bad?” I stopped what I was doing and sat down for a chat For sometimes, I am not…