glory
it holds no purpose that the right ravages the left so the left can ravage the right and no one gains an inch where they should make strides i always thought politics was a duty…
ressurrection
oh vile insomnia what hast thou wrought there’s no commitment to a tactile thought the mind’s a screaming thunderbolt that blinds the vision that the vision leaves behind torture tossed the bed’s a grave that…
My Poem Prayer In Arabic
My poem Prayer translated into Arabic. What a wonderful surprise! Thank you so much, Khaloud Al-Muttalibi. Klaus J. Gerken is on Facebook. Contact him on kgerken@rogers.com and read latest poems in Ygdrasil – a Journal…