I am crying alone and away from you until the day that tears are no more because the victory is on us.
Suddenly, we are saddened by COVID-19 and realized that we still have so much to revolutionize.
Sharing to you a poem of my brother, Fr. Chris Ablon while he was sitting on a bus, travelling to and from one diocese to another for doing his task in the national program office of the church. While sitting on this bus On my third day straight of day and night trip To cross […]
My fourth poem… Cry when you feel like crying Don’t hide a face that truly angers Enough of the pains that keeps repeating Break free from the close-minded masters Cry when you feel like crying Until your heart will be free from all that filters And give yourself a break from pretending Then let your […]