During the day. He sits on his throne‍. At night. He sleeps alone.

The world is surely changing. The sun is coming up. So I wish you all the best. And wish you all good luck. Let’s go chase your dreams. But first let’s raise a beer. As we spend some time with friends. And welcome the New Year‍.

Our government is like a fat, rich, spoiled child, who has never been told no.

A spoken word poem about the current state of our nation.

A short poem about the American mindset and the peril we face as we cling to what is left of our individual freedoms. #AskHardQuestions

We know each other and we coexist but deep down you know you cannot resist. The pull of my power, the draw of my name, your deepest desires to relish in pain.

You see, I haven’t felt this low in a really long timeAnd it feels like I just got placed at the end of a really long line