Or the faces of the jury from my trial. Watching the P.C. come down the track, going into my vain, now there is no turning back. I smile on the outside, tormented in my dreams. He is a performance poet, writer and musician. Among his many inspirations are his brother, an accomplished musician, his mother.
Correspondence is welcome.
1040 E. Roy Furman Hwy. An Alien Society James Prince An alien society, comforts - formed from iron. Illusions fill captivity, freedom attached with chains. Prosperity - prisons thrive, slavery legalized. Oppression - a way of life, suffering enhances happiness.