“Remember who I am, For I am man made of dust, So I adjust to avoid returning to ashes, By creating Classics that can’t be cremated… I’m elated. Birth was belated, An old soul, Who was meant to come up during these times of the sedated, Relay my FATHER’s messages with words, So truth is related, Therefore it’s LOVED & HATED…” #PhotoPoem By J. Ivy
Whoo! What depth delivered with such conciseness. Create, my friends!