Hearing the sound Of sirens blaring From the street Doesn’t guarantee me A feeling of security.   Give a thug A badge and He’ll swear He’s a powerful God over the street.   Strutting

i don’t think i have ever felt safe here, except when i was a kid running aimless through the flowers and the trees finding magic and miracles in everything;  

Song for America XLIII Chickens Among Wolves 1 This will be our trail of tears Esta será el sendero de nuestras lágrimas The story we will tell our children La

We three enter the plane to find Three men in our seats, One who apparently wanted an aisle seat Instead of the window one he was assigned, The other two