Time. I feel life seeping out from hunger, from that dreaded cold we find in humanity. Left behind, we are running out of time. Society cannot help itself, nor does …[More มีต่อ]…
Tag: Poem
The memories and the misery
I remember, not that I can resist the onslaught of memories, a time when life was different. I lived this episode of my life, for 13 odd years, so vastly …[More มีต่อ]…
Martin Niemöller: “First they came for the Socialists…”
They first came for the Catholics, but I was a Protestant, so did nothing. Then they came for the Communists, but I wasn’t a communist, so I did nothing. Then …[More มีต่อ]…
