Cup Of Coffee & A Side Of Cynicism
We don’t wake up to coffee & breakfast anymore. We don’t fall asleep to peaceful nights & cool summer breezes. We are enveloped in a blanket of hatred, choking the soul so we can’t breathe & playing God. Summer is ripe with the stench of death. Domestically we have seen the worst mass shooting in US history, countless black men die in by police, officers killed by snipers … That’s only the past month. Abroad the death tolls mount, with Paris an epicenter. Hatred. We see it often in recent weeks. It’s a buzz word. Have you ever thought about what … Continue reading Cup Of Coffee & A Side Of Cynicism
