Lost within a world where screens are faces and smiles hide pain. Looking around I see humans, Squinting at the dirt, Looking everywhere but at me. I see scars hidden behind emojis Tears streaming beneath the surface, Beneath the mask. I see people passing and bumping Into each other on the street, Only to pass…
The Least Of These
My dad is 60, and my mum is 58. For them, this means that their musical consumption peak occurred during the late 70s and early 80s. For me, this meant that while I was growing up, the sabbath morning drive to church consisted of a lot of Heritage Singers, Amy Grant and David Meece CDs.…