A poem of resolve. I feel the urge to sidestep the hatred lane on life’s roadIt’s already clogged don’t you know?Another spleen vented is a brick of hatred cementedFermented by falsehoods that tower rises higher and higherWe must aspire to simple acts, truth, kindnessAnd show the fortitude to do more than endure, to ensureThe tower … Continue reading What I can do in these days.