In Darkness

There is a darkness that encompasses my soul, Taking my triumphs and making them old. Placing me in uncomfortable positions, Attempting to destroy and sabotage my mission. Days of rest and peace are few, In this darkness my impatience brews. In this darkness I hear roars of lions, Instilling in me the fear of dying.

Creatures of the Sea

In the depth of the sea there are creatures who lurk. They’re not bass, or cod, or even perch. They have hearts of stone and glass they break, From love un-felt, unheard, and awake. They search in low places looking for dreams, Unheard of, unseen, not even thought of it seems. Hope they have none,

Our Youth Our Future

Like seeds sown in soil, Children are born into this world. These children are born with a purpose. They are born with plain canvases, Waiting on the artist to make his first brush stroke. This first stroke is the key to their future. Like building blocks at playtime, Each child is a block to the