I write for peace, I write for Love, I write for hope, I write for scorn, I write for Liberty, I write for Freedom. I write for what is right, I write because of my passion is to strong for this frail body to contain. The written word how strong it can become, An idea can burst forth so powerful it is like the emotions felt on the fourth of July in the love of country. Honor and integrity is why I write. Passion and compassion, love and hate, a fine balance in the written word is why I write. So much for pain, so much for happiness, there is no end to the reason we all write. Freestyle is my style and in freedom I write for all those to go on. My emotions committed to paper I feel more free when it is not in my head smogging up my air. It is written to free those spaces and let me forget, so that I may enjoy some art of my passions, some art of my pains, art of my sufferings and greatest days. So that is why it is written every thought and every feeling you see? Why else would we be poets and speak with an air of romance and diligence in our craft?