Poems from garrick.voigt
How can we say farewell to he of alpha breedWho never came fourth with a selfish act of need?For this white wolf was strong as could be.Now...
Maturity is not a set mixture of knowledge,
Nor is it a set etiquette determined by society.
It is the acceptance of others and self....
How will history look at thee?
You I speak of, not me.
It is an interesting question you see.
Yes, I find you will agree.
How will history...
Curse Thee! Black juggernaut of sorrow and pain,
Planning such a cruel act of evil, genocide.
Its slaughter soon shall be greater than...
Warm winds from the blue sky and singing of birds.
It is true, God makes no faulty day.
Oh so, there is a chill in the wind.
It is true,...