Morung: An Ode

Amidst the land of my forefathers;Stood a Hall praised for its excellence.The whites who roam our borders;Extol it greater than theirs. A hall filled with great carvings;Of horns and skulls that fills the pillars.Decorated by…

A Mother’s Love

A Mother’s love surpasses every Love, An Unconditional Love in its truest form. Peace, joy, and comfort; Where can you get it all? I got it all from my mother’s Lap. Behind every wrinkled line…