New poem! This was inspired by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s, The Little Prince. Hope you like it! Also check out my new book Lullabies, due for release in Sep and now available for pre-order from all major book stores and online here xo Lang
1040 killed in less than a month in Gaza.
1700 killed this week in Syria.
When will the bloodshed end? When will the world wake up? When will we stand with our fellow human beings, our dying children, our broken mothers, our helplessly empty fathers? Our only Earth is falling apart, blood and tears spilling out of its broken seams.
I fear that one day, there will be too many ghosts, on this planet we once called ours.
THOSE LITTLE MOMENTS IN BOOKS WHEN THEY ACTUALLY MAKE YOU FEEL SOMETHING, LIKE YOU SMILE OR KINDA GET SAD AND JUST REALLY FORGET YOURE READING SOMETHING MY FAVOURITE
We can’t fathom a Christian on the other side of the world believing that a wooden god can save them, but we have no problem believing that religion, money, possessions, food, game, sex, sports, status, and success can satisfy us. Do we actually think we have fewer idols to let go of in our repentance?
David Platt, Follow Me (via godmoves)
If you want to kill yourself, kill what you don’t like. I had an old self that I killed. You can kill yourself too, but that doesn’t mean you got to stop living.
Vargus, Archie’s Final Project (via kushandwizdom)