I guess we all have our interpretations. I see a line of young people heading into a club or hanging out outside it to hear hip hop or rap. Many may disagree, but I see that kind of music as negative and detrimental. Just my two cents.

Tremendous flow here, my friend.

hello dearest Damian either they don’t read the situations or they are goading up to reveal what we know… through manipulation of a situation…they get me all the time this is one of your best in my opinion 💕

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I loved those lines as well, you’re right there is no such thing as a safe place in the world’s current state. Happy to read your commentary again, hope your music projects are going well. Appreciate you.

Damian

“While destruction lies around the bend”

It’s interesting how the word lies changes the entire tone when read as one definition over the other. This is such a cleverly written piece. And powerful, as you excel at, my friend

Fanfuckingtastic Damian. Powerful and packs a tremendous punch!

I kinda get an image of friends drifting apart maybe due to political differences.

Great ink, friend

Powerfully penned, Drieks. Great arrangement, phenomenal lyrics as always my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

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How often do we project our ideal images or personalities into someone we have a crush on, or admire? I know growing up I did it a lot. I made my female crushes into someone that didn’t exist. It’s often through heartbreak, or age, or wisdom, we learn.

Even though this is short, it holds so much truth to it.

Powerful work. I relate.

10/10🙏

Yes, I know exactly what you mean. But one day I discovered how thrilling and satisfying it is to show one another the raw and naked self in all our greatness and flaws!

Superb

Excellent write, Tim. Amazing work my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Ahhh, Dear Tim,

Your Master Raconteur is showing his full glory in the soul of this exemplarily laid piece.

Especially impactful, how it’s recounted from the recollection of a fledgling lad by his grandfather’s side and grandmother’s caring hand, along with Labrador Brownie … sooo vividly exemplified, as though it all came form your own experience … and, within the boundless realm of your unique imagination, perhaps, it did.

Grammatically brilliant, a low sweep of my feather-crested chapeau to your golden pen, My Friend!
A work, no doubt, Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, himself, would have envied.

Thank you ever-so gratefully and sincerely, Syr Author, for the shared pleasure of your intricately-blessed, artistic skills! ⁓ Richard🖌

Tim this is an truly great memory piece and is filled with the wonder of a lad just beginning to understand the world around him. Your narrative is as superbly scribed as it is vivid and memorable. Truly a work of art that is articulated with excellent literary skills. Your prose gift shines here. This spoke to me of a coming of age piece with the young boy trying to make sense of the world and events around me. Your ability with description both the of the scene the the boy’s thoughts as he saw it were superb. Truly great prose.

John

What an amazing and well-written story this is! You know how I love true tales from the past, and this one sure fits the bill. Your young thoughts are so familiar, and I know how it all had such an impact on you. Giants, knights and dragons surely would be expected in that cavernous place! I enjoyed this a lot.

Fiction? That’s even grander!