oil spills and such, Green house gases errupt, Goverment corrupt, Have we not had enough? Free speech on the line, While the sheep, Bleet, tweet and sleep, Feeding into fake media frenzy, Instead of unity, Theres envy, Brother can you spare a penny? Back in the day it was a dime, But its much worst…

I am way to familiar with the middle of the night now. It used to be a wonderful thing. A feeling of freedom and creativity. Now I feel the darkness and the loneliness. I long for sleep but it eludes me. More and more. It teases me… Brushes my fingers Just when I think I…

How We Think of Vinny Blue Jeans and an Islanders teeshirt. A shy smile but a wicked twinkle in his eye. What thoughts were going on in his head? They say still waters run deep and that may be the case with Our Vinny but one thing we know he was lovable. You couldn’t help…