Bron Dayvid, 6 march 2013
When I wrote it was as if I were possessed by the spirit of a poet who sought reincarnation through me to be heard. Words swarmed inside my head like fireflies; illuminating the blackness that was my mind, and enlightening the weary soldier that was my soul. Energy flowed through my veins as the pen (... więcej)
Bron Dayvid, 7 january 2013
I shall call you anonymous.
For to summon the strength necessary for your name to pass my lips; requires a power far beyond my hardly humble existence.
Dear Anonymous:
Seems like eons since our eyes met
And ages since our mouths conducted stale symphonies
Words so translucent that as (... więcej)
Bron Dayvid, 5 july 2012
In writing this piece I would like to first state that I neither detest America nor do I repudiate my citizenship.
Independence Day, July 4, 1776: a date that I have been taught, since elementary, to glorify, honor, and celebrate.
It was on this spectacular day that our forefathers, headed by, (... więcej)
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