The Quilt of Human Memory

I still remember my grandmother, Although I saw her, maybe seven times, Past the age of two. And maybe she remembered hers, Or a grandfather, And so on back. The quilt of human memory Is connected, but not Linear: we remember those Who remember those others Who remember those still others. It has been said … Continue reading "The Quilt of Human Memory"


Politics: The art of convincing people To hate others I see people’s pride in their heritage And I understand and appreciate it As they understand and appreciate mine And we have no problems For the true International community Is comprised of people Who don’t want to tell everyone else How to live