The Drunkards will drink The Thoughtful will think The Pious will pray For Blessings this day The homeless will roam The “At Risk” will stay home The writers will write, fighters will fight Foes in the dark, friends in daylight Friends with nothing to say Each going their way Some…
Pain shared is pain halved, it's cool to listen, but at times, we have to limit the amount of what we hear and bare to take care of our precious self. This was inspired after listening to a friend say, "I can't take one more thing, not one!" As I…
Elmer J. Fudd is ready to put up a fight To ensure his 2nd Amendment rights Seems he has lost his gun Because it was offensive to everyone. He use to say, “Shhhhh, be very, very quiet” But now they blame his guns on the riots So Elmer’s mad and going…
In March, when the weather was nice and cool Anyone who went out, I thought was a fool In case you don’t know what I do mean It was because of COVID~-19 Then just when things started to open again And I was thinking of going out, seeing my friends…
Basura Cat doesn’t like shredded, she likes Pâté This morning she had this to say “You fed me flakes; I like the shape of cakes You already know this for goodness sakes!” “Basura,” I said, “some cats don’t have food You’ve got no right to this crazy cat mood.” She…
I do identify with the feelings of injustice, of not being on the same playing field as others. I worked for years alongside men who made almost double my salary for doing the same job. As a young woman, I dealt with sexual harassment, asked to do things, which would…
Basura cat came to me most curiously As she placed her paw upon my knee Together we watched the news from our home Being together, than being alone We watched the protest around our land People marching together, hand in hand She said, “Can we go, can we take part?”…
People are protesting, demanding justice for the death of George Floyd, it feels as his murder was the match that lit the fuse. The Powder Keg ~ by Katrina Curtiss 5/30/2020 There was a keg made out of wood Made to hold only the world’s good But somehow, somewhere deep…