“When I awake each morning, I thank God for another day. I ask how I can make the world a little bit better. I’m only one man, but you’ve allowed me to write for you Dear God. With each letter I type, I feel you Dear God, and this anger, division; lies told about one another tears our world apart. To gain a person’s confidence with manipulation never last. Sooner or later the large curtain will open, and will drop to our knees crying, wondering why we chose the path of hatred knowing this could never build good morals? It will always be that spark of Godhood that will surface, to pick us up and show the way. Amen.” ConfidenceLiesManipulationMoralsCryingGodhoodSurfacing Author:Ron Baratono
“One must surface slowly for all kinds of reasons. Your lungs could explode.” PoetryPoemExplodingSurfacing Author:Kathleen McGookey