I am Sick

I'm sick of seeing dying children paying the price for the wars of old men. I am sick of the tears running down my face as those small, motionless bodies are handed to the devastated, broken parents. I am sick of the violations minorities of every sort, in every corner of the world, experience on … Continue reading I am Sick

Day 60

As a child, did you ever have the bright idea of trying to balance on a seesaw with no support and no backing? And you just totter towards whatever direction keeps you standing without a thought for the consequences? Well that is where I am now. Sometimes it seems as though I can fly and … Continue reading Day 60