I'm a Canadian whose life has been interesting as I've lived in Developing countries and here. The contrast of law, order, and amenities available to us Canadians (which we take for granted, sometimes) to war torn civil wars is enormous. It leaves an influence upon the soul that cries out for justice. My poetry and writing reflect that and more.
Outside, the sun is shining brightly, but within The window, where the air is stale from fear of pain Everyone seems to be hiding behind squares of glass Letting life pass them by as their isolation presses Down on their sanity, and cabin fever rises.
To promote healthy relationships among family, Friends, peers, colleagues, and everyone else who try To help in the development of each individual child’s character who needs everyone’s support To feel safe to express his/her emotions And beliefs freely without enduring oppositions That are degrading, demeaning, or destructive.