Poetry: The Winds Of Change

Britain was great. That’s what I was taught. But now we know better don’t we? Change, change change; our worst enemy. It’s our ruin, that and progress – terror increases and so do human rights leases. As I watch the Indian sunset, we vote ‘out.’…

Poetry: The Thinker

Inspired By: ‘Solitude’ By Emma Wheeler Your family prosper when you succeed and thrive But fail, and they’ll sting you like bees from a hive Looking in from their hot seats of criticism and flak Adding this defeat or win to their always growing stack…