A virus is fought inside us. While violence is fought among us. In both, our triumph is not in conquering others, But conquering the most destructive agents &instincts that we carry Within our mortal forms. Hate is a virus. A … [Read more...]
Poem: Train of Life, Hardin
Some folks ride the train of life Looking out the rear, Watching miles of life roll by, And marking every year. They sit in sad remembrance, Of wasted days gone by, And curse their life for what it was, And hang their head and cry. But I … [Read more...]
Poetry: Being Human
When we peel away the elements that divide us, religion (man-made), skin color, ethnicities, politics, we end up where we started. Being human. When we acknowledge each other as fellow human beings instead of our self-imposed … [Read more...]
Poetry: The Gate of the Year
And, I said to the man who stood at the gate: Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown. And he replied. Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known … [Read more...]
Poem: Love is Kind
Have you had a kindness shown? Pass it on. 'Twas not given for thee alone. Pass it on. Let it travel down the years. Let it wipe another's tears Till in heaven the deed appears. Pass it on. Henry Burton … [Read more...]
Story: Handwriting on the Wall
A weary mother returned from the store, Lugging groceries through the kitchen door. Awaiting her arrival was her eight-year-old son, Eager to relate what his younger brother had done. "While I was out playing and Dad was on a call, T.J. took … [Read more...]
Feature: Topher Kearby on Kindness
we all have this incredible power called "kindness." just a little bit of it can change someone's life. a word of encouragement. an authentic smile. a few bucks during a rough patch. a willingness to listen when someone desperately needs to … [Read more...]
Poem: In My Mind
In my mind, I used to be a child of poverty, not knowing that hopes and dreams can become reality. In my mind, I thought it was fine to sit in the back of the classroom because my teacher never asked me to read or write. But little did she … [Read more...]
Feature: Rosebud Poem
It is only a tiny rosebud A flower of God's design But I cannot unfold the petals With these clumsy hands of mine The secret of unfolding flowers Is not known to such as I The flower God opens so gently In my hands would fade and die If I … [Read more...]
Poetry: The One Who Thinks They Can
If you think you are beaten, you are; If you think you dare not, you don’t. If you’d like to win, but think you can’t It’s almost a cinch you won’t. If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost, For out in the world we find Success begins with a … [Read more...]