It is curious that we reject truth.
It is as if there is some psychosis distorting our grasp of reality and self worth.
It is curious that we reject truth.
It is as if there is some psychosis distorting our grasp of reality and self worth.
“my dream”
new poem
my dream is that my people will finally become a nation
and submit to the Creator with such dedication
that it would be impossible to justify the injustice of denying us reparations
I dream that the government will be overtaken
by the kingdom