The Golden Calf

The morning stock market stressor The alarm clock on the dresser Groan from shifting tectonic plates What and who decides our fate As warlords pump overpriced fuel We have stopped teaching in our schools Blood of the fathers given to the mother It boils on the stove...

Blink of an eye

You were born Then you grew Bigger stronger Thought you knew Older longer Almost through In a blink of an eye Something new Share...