[tabby title="Poem"] No need to send out sailing shipsnor priests hidden behind a cross.Give jobs. They will bite their lips,buckle under easier for a boss. Their rivers and land for plunder,we don’t need to own.Waste cleanup, their blunder,so far away...

[tabby title="Poem"] I have never taken a trip I regret.I revel beneath a same skygiven way to blue. To see river vast,relentless wash of waves, foot to ground,pedal to metal, has been a blissI would never have forgone.Choice to be...