The world has many emotions, the strongest of these are hate, followed by love.
I'm on the outside, looking inside...what do I see? Much confusion, disillusion, all around me...I talked, to the wind...my words were all carried away.
Many artifacts do not fit the technology available, and mysteries abound...how did they create Gobekli Tepe, carve hard rock, move monoliths; the truth shatters textbooks, so it's swept under the rug.
After the heist, you got to run...in a car, you need Steve McQueen drifting around corners in a souped up Mustang...if no Mustang, a Toyota Celica.
The Dark Ages, Enlightenment, Industrial Revolution, and two recent World Wars. Put businessmen in charge of investing money, and let politicians listen to the people and actually help them. Duh?
With so many wars and displaced humans, we have entered a time-frame that suggests the world is on fire, and we only have gasoline to extinguish the flames. We need to act now.
How many hide and how many are legitimate...that, as always, is the question.
When you go through life, make sure life goes through you; enjoy and entertain yourself, you only get one shot.
When the sidewalk is cold, and the rain is pelting down on your depressed soul, you want something...anything, to help and hinder despair, or boost a negative view of life in the lost lane.
Pulling the perfect heist, we had to ditch the Dudley-do-right cop, or face jail...an ending we'd do anything to avoid. An insane chase, escape meant major cash, but a lot of unwanted attention.
A poem that looks at a violent world, and shows that backbone it the key to win.
Why do we do what we do...are there more options to try? Other areas to explore? Do what is inside, and do what you must
New technology means paradigm shift in computers
The truth about lies