Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
I write rhymes of troubled times
With lyrical intuition.
And I sing songs of things that are wrong
Like a soldier on a mission.
If you dare and have a care,
I invite you to sit and listen.
The world’s turned round, even upside down
Leaving no room for tradition.
And here I stand, one solemn man
Defying their definitions.