Ode to Detention

Those inside detention, Are Gods way of saying, rebels Are the vinegar of the present,  And the sugar of the future, How we change our textures, Viscosities, and consistencies, How the will and the wit, when Blended together, brings home The bacon. How you graduate From a piggy bank to a million dollars In your…

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A Refugee Child

The kite travelled far Through a bridge of time And a wall of barbed-wire Into a new land, a new country Into the arms of a refugee child Who found a little bit of color On the fringe of a fence And he looked at the flying wonder Stranded on mother earth Knowing he too…

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