Demon-free Like a Feather

Demon-free Like a Feather I was so kind…so kind…even too kind…too kind to be true…so gentle like an angel…my soul was like a feather of a baby bird…I was not even able to feel it most of the time…but I was a human…no other human could comprehend that…nor was I able to believe they were…

Men in 2017

Men in 2017 Light…bright light outside…sun, yes the sun they called it and smiled…I, too, smiled…they fed me and I smiled again…they laughed, cried, made noise with what they called words, they sought something…they constantly sought…not it was not me…they did not know what they sought but they fought when they could not see…they got…