What can you do? Say it isn't true being born into a life of slavery just one of millions bizarrely living to die prematurely of starvation poverty - corruption - and brutality. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
The mind rejects what it can't digest an injury or death of an adored family member or lover false accusations and slurs from a competitive enemy. kenwsimpson.blogdpt.com
Sexual gratification is not about love or procreation it replaces human instincts with lust a viral cancer that perverts and destroys the psyche. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
He's debonair and doesn't care Nonchalantly he always wins This sauntering smug paragon Forever young he never ages Ardently seduces loving ladies. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
People enjoy their tragedies Death demeans morality Bloody sports for aficionados Contests in a boxing ring Gloomy skies disdain the day Beauty refuses to flower Fireworks cause dogs to wail Clouds obscure the sun Morality is beaten by brutality. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
The evidence is delusive perjury is promiscuous descriptions are deceitful and truth is always shy hiding behind possibilities where lies predominate in the minds of strangers who have no principles preferring fancy to reality. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Days of grief and darkness Nuances read and rated Whispers of dissatisfaction Wounds that never heal Threads of old pretensions Old ghosts disappearing Institutions for the disabled. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Distant echoes of familiar places blurred and aged by time of happiness and failed ambition a mixture of recollections living hopeless nostalgia behind. kenwsimpson.blgspot.com
A lonely boat in an angry ocean rolling with the waves heaving and shedding the seas diving deep and rising surging towards a calmer haven. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com
Drowning in an ocean of memories Swallowed inside the night sky Washed by waves of nostalgic huge Beneath an undulating surface Where darkness deceives the light. kenwsimpson.blogspot.com