by John Davies | Nov 26, 2008 | Poetry
Every day I think of you In this land of green and blue I miss your smile and silken skin Imagine you safe our home within The days they come and soon they go It’s hot and wet and traffic slow So many nations hear with me But it’s your face each day I see Amongst the...
by John Davies | Nov 24, 2008 | Poetry
Traffic, people, this constant air Of human chaos everywhere The filth and smoke that fill this town No wonder then, its people frown The buildings black and broken mask A long and brutal, deadly past The scars of conflict everywhere A tragedy all people share The...
