You can no longer afford the luxury,of being wishy-washy—with your democracy. Didn’t you know,that when you’re dancing for “Yankee Dollars”,separatists will never let you lead. You have to be firm with your policy:“We don’t negotiate with terrorists—foreign or domestic”. You … Continue reading Comrade Tango
Anything I say, offends you. What ever happened to the old saying: “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”? Now it seems that words hurt even more—they hurt twice. Because if you become triggered—you … Continue reading The Truth Hurts
My reality is someone else’s ‘fantasy,’And someone else’s truthIs merely a ‘prejudice.’ My stories are sometimes happy,But other times—melancholy,And I feel guilty—For thinking it all too deeply. But I don’t sing sad songs,I tell cautionary tales,And if they’re contrary,It’s not … Continue reading Parallel Equivalencies
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