Propegolution

We seem to be living in a spiritual Tower of Babel. I feel like we are speaking the same technical language yet are failing to actually comm...

How many times can you lead one person to freedom? How many lives can you move with just one voice? I'm on the road Headed toward ...

As we approach the fifty year anniversary of President John F. Kennedy’s death, the same questions linger in the air like a dense smoke ...

whispers dark  gray upon the coming night sight in the distance made me sweat eyes percolating tremors through the air in front of me ...

A single mile or a single step Beset or stationed to rest Blessed within my god-given right Come home to me I'll be your wife tonigh...

Your words flow monotone Got me sleeping to your rhythm Like a metronome Set on andante Like we're walking through it softly A litt...

In between pierced pages And empty sheets Beats rise and fall synchronously With harmony to my feet As I bring heat to the pavement Sav...