The Seed?

  What is this world now coming  to   When WRONG is the new RIGHT.   When men dissent, not with calmness   But now decide to fight!       To loot, to maim are new weapons   To use against their foe!   No...

The Question

What doth thou ask of me, kind sir? While gazing soleful in my eyes? Doth thou wish something I can do? Methinks there is, I do surmise. But tell me true, what must I do To please that smile that thee imparts That gazes now into my...