A Powerful Word A gentle toucha fond embracea whispered worda parting Hoping wishing wanting to see you again.Love is a powerful word. An angry looka push awaya yelled insulta leaving loathing screaming crying because of what you did.Hate is a powerful word. A last look backa strong regreta rebelliona making up. forgetting forewarning forgiving all our problems.Sorry is a powerful word. A joke madea memory shareda flashback faceda happy. loving laughing mirth echoing in an empty roomHappy is a powerful word. A sad goodbyea call me laterI love you too. yearning wanting missing us.Yo
A Truth IgnoredOne night I dreamed I was an eagleI could see the whole worldand hear a whole nationand below me a man on TVspoke to all his viewers."Don't listen to what they say.There is no problem."While I look around and see that it is not true.Around this man ice mltsdroughts killand floods rage through cities.tornadoes pick you up and throw you who-knows-whereand hurricanes tear you apart.around this man,people are dying.They look up to the heavensand say,"Please, someome help me."And I look down at this manthis cold, hard, television man,and I know that he is lying.Our world, where all battles were won,all countries founded,all discoveries made,all children born, is falling apart.Our world is dying.And we are doing nothing to stop it.
Good InvestmentsCarter could never keep himself away from big cities. Convict though he was, the glamorous flashing lights and thick clogged air held too much allure for him. In the country, there was no one and nothing, and you could disappear: but in the city, there was everything - everything you could possibly want or need, and invariably everything you could really do without - and blending into the background was almost child's play. Having ducked into a store and, for once, paid for his purchases, Carter had abandoned his customary black bowler hat and long coat in favor of something more befitting his new surroundings. Now he wore a clean long-sleeved white shirt and beige vest, with dark grey slacks and newly shined shoes. No longer hidden under a hat, his blonde hair was ruffled and casually parted. To anyone, he looked like a businessman or a rich mobster. Carter liked his new look. Dark and shady stood out far too much in Las Vegas.