Can’t Vomit On An Empty Stomach

Empty hands of the masses their starvation is the new crises the bounty of this fertile land, then why so many empty hands. callousness insensible, the sadist savagery is unmentionable this ruthless malign! of people worldwide, that crime denied. Greed's arrogant addiction, egoistically antagonistic its infliction while this child dies in mother's womb, this unimaginable…Read more Can’t Vomit On An Empty Stomach

Damn! I Like My Tuna Fish

If we devastate the land under our feet, we will not sleep defoliate the Amazon Rain Forest until death is complete. This foolishness must be task or fear bacteria's backlash beachfront property paying cash, you and me just the trash. Carbon dioxide choking the breeze! whistle when you wheeze the black stuff if you sneeze,…Read more Damn! I Like My Tuna Fish

Character!

This discerning, a constant undeniable chain of events, obligations! the UN-prolific prompts some men to resent. Unresponsive, sociable solutions that defy the status quo with lighthearted loyalties in laughter! optimistic no more. Unanimous! tireless tributes, the unskilled! a questionable will, uniquely utilitarian the well balanced to the unwise this reveals. Venturesome, the viable value of…Read more Character!

The Obese Below The Meek, After The Weak

Sandyman (If you can't heal! you can not hate!) With the collapse in this metabolic rate social media offensively pessimistic! chastely antagonistic. Curt is this current cynical curiosity tenacious tempered taint, testy tactless taunts in reality. This reckless rues they fan "she has food in both hands". yes! so perceptively prejudicial, pretentious judgmental. Appetite! they'll…Read more The Obese Below The Meek, After The Weak

Which Homeless Do You See!

It is this curiosity of circumstance, concealed within our crowding cultural advance. Chilling changes in the case worker's caution, cynics won't concede complex conditions need options. Yet awkwardly aimlessly! advocacy's anxiety, judgment resistance! the disinterested avoid assistance. The damage danger! homeless! a stranger, click bait for websites, nightmare on the streets at night. Dirty disorientation…Read more Which Homeless Do You See!

The Beast Of Beauty

Lashing from a stinging sun sweltering neglected thirst, chills descend muted skies things would only get worst. Fear enforce the flanks of the forest's floor then a feast, tooth's in fangs meet claws in paws the eyes of a beast. Humidity in the steamy heat dissolve the herds' resolution, while the group in the pack,…Read more The Beast Of Beauty