Poetry Corner: “Calling Reality Too much television syndrome”

Calling reality Too much television syndrome Where is shethe one who will capture my soulnow struggling thrashing tremblingbattling the treacherous currentsof turbid conformity will the magic of this single womangive freedom and understandingfrom the senseless blindfolded hordesoverly anxious to meet me with crucifixionthe nails of hate, jealously and competitionwill she be the healerwhet the bitternessoutContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Calling Reality Too much television syndrome””