greener pastures a people not a place

From arid to lushiousness From cold to heat and warmness From urbarn to rural crest But, I sway not from this goal To explore to the zenith Even if it’s from beneath As the way up is down and the way down is up from this rule one derail not to see the crying cloud … Continue reading greener pastures a people not a place

LOSING TOUCH

I was there between the twigs Where Moses was drawn out of water Where the daughters of pharaoh bath in wealth And the slaves in constant threat. I was there between the French and the Germans Blindfolded and led to walk the front line For any who lay hold of me has no crime But … Continue reading LOSING TOUCH