In our most desperate hour
And a face full of tears,
You handed me
The tattered book of our anguished lives.
Now a future in shambles and Hope deceased,
I burn the torn pages of our deceit and defeat.
I pray to the Phoenix
For Love’s Embrace to be born anew.
Inquiring freethinker undertaking a journey of moral and intellectual transformation: I strive, I search, I hunt for the hidden and forbidden, mold it into poetry, and let the shadows within me burst free...
B.A. in Political Science, former Analytical Linguist, and lover of liberty.