Abused misused power corrupts even the innocent. Have you seen? Have you heard? Bells tolling in the darkness calling forth a new time. Fire born of excess cleansing the earth scouring it ridding it of rats of snakes all the bad kind. Stand upon the hill so high look down upon the masses stalwart knowing what needs to be done…
This is the flip side to the poem I posted yesterday. Unexpected Love can be read here. Sweet summer days filled with delights slowly deflate moving into the season of fall. Trees beautiful in crowns of gold and red carpet crinkles beneath my feet I listen for the sound of your step hoping wishing that you would come back for…
