This poem was inspired by the news items I happened to read over a week in December 2000, while working at the daily 'Dawn'.
A rap tempo remembrance of "irrational exuberance"
i hate POP...
This is dedicated to a young girl I work with who went to Israel just to see her family & friends. Why is my question did this happen? What do I know. I am just an outsider....
I have realized that no one is entirely happy with the way they look
I was inspired to write this one after my year's long labor at a supermarket. Sunflower Foods, ugh, I still shutter at the name...
This is my personal favorite.
