A haiku written by Lee Sonogan
Give fools their gold, and knaves their power; let fortune’s bubbles rise and fall; who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more than all. – John Greenleaf Whittier
I read three-page bill,
Not even American,
Preening anti frill.
Blindness is a choice born of fear, nursed by complacency and groomed by comfort. And what I often don’t see in my blindness is that ‘choice’ evidences the existence of other options. – Craig D. Lounsbrough