Poems from george

You come to fetch me from my work to-nightWhen supper’s on the table, and we’ll seeIf I can leave off burying the whiteSoft petals fallen...
/*-->*/ Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they getThem two fine cars?Insurance man, he did not pay—His insurance lapsed the other day—...
Lead with love and people will follow Lead through fear and people will obey Fear of loss only matters when people have People who have...