From those ivory towers

Those who wield darkened countenances in ivory towers -   shower the gathered with hollow platitudes that euthanizes humanity while killing the body.   In the effort to secure the elusive prize -   that is their absolution of  the encumbrance of guilt.   Copyright © 2019 ShunPwrites.com All Rights Reserved.

The transitioning

I heard, my heart sank. A tear formed. I sighed deeply. I never met you, but my heart said otherwise in lieu of your residence inside. I could not disguise the selfishness, my human nature of mourning your passing instead of celebrating your transition to a higher administration. You haven't left You've merely progressed from …

Friends… How many of us have them?

What are friends. If they don’t inspire you? If they don’t reflect back what was freely given Without an expectation of a ROI. Friends are always there, their presence not predicated on when they need something, as they callously sling The painful darts of… Let me, gimme, I need, can you? As these words Cut …