Filled in my eardrum are rhythms of doom with the sweet tone of despair tuned in by bombing tales of sacred nations with naive notions tied on boomed killings to...
[caption id="attachment_4441" align="aligncenter" width="405"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Finding God][/caption]On this Mountain of Fire By virtue of our covenant We expect to be Redeemed Into the Synagogue of God We were sold miry...