Compassion crowns the soul with its truest victory.
Such are these places where lovers of bliss behold the angel of peace
In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.
At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.
Ours is an age in which thousands are driven daily from their homelands by the unforgiving brutalities of war, terrorism, political oppression, starvation, disease, economic piracy, and the relentless suffocation of that singular breath which makes human beings individuals.
Happy World Poetry Day: 'The American identity has never been a singular one and the voices of poets invariably sing, in addition to their own, the voices of those around them.