When will we stop killing each other? When will we have peace? When will we tire of the crimson flow of shed blood? People talk about change, but they never act. The next day, they pick back up the axe. Am I the dark artist, the clouded poet? Is my mind the forsaken empty, the vast unknown? Where do I belong? This is my honor, my prayer, my plea.

I start my day, with a heavy heart. The same old job, the same old wage. My life is a nightmare, there is no escape. They make me work till I break my bones. From dawn to dusk without a pause,. They treat me like an animal with their hearts of stone. All my desires, I hide them away. In deep corners of my heart, now and then. There are so many things I want to learn.

In a time of social media and sharing of everything, this mindset is on full display whenever someone makes a ridiculous post. Luckily, such posts are not difficult to find in the immediate aftermath of the gay marriage ruling.

For the price of a tooth, you can buy two from the boy with no legs. The day it rained blackbirds, the sun creased its stomach into a raisin and found its way into your esophagus.