Too much seen through cloudy eyes,
Of which I should never myself see...
Stolen from home and all it's beauty,
The African people had no choice...
With the grace of the lone white dove flying...
Hands folded, with gentle care, material between...
Yesterday (11 November) was Remembrance Day in the...
The little boy sits quietly, right by his mother's...
Yes, I signed up for it,
Yes, I know That you are mad...
At attention,
There they stand...
Polka dots of green
cascading down a celestial sphere...
After the horror,
after the sights...
Allegiance.
Assent...
At eighteen years of age,
Contemplating the possibilities...
And to the pains of which it stains,
I pledge allegiance to the noose...
Dear Mister President, I have some words to say.
Will you listen to me or turn your head away...