Malcolm D Moore

Grace Like Rain Malcolm D Moore

Storm clouds have risen over this troubled land. Mental slavery has imprisoned far too many for far too long. So long that we have become willfully blind to both the beauty that surrounds us, as well as to the needs of others who may in our very midst. We are taught from a young age to think, but only certain things in certain ways. That's not thinking, it is programming. People are hungry for the truth. Haiku freed me from the confines of my inner cell. Haiku requires no rhyme, no fluff, ... only pure authentic thought from the writer, and an open inquisitive mind from the reader. Many times it takes several attempts to discern the intent of my thoughts on these pages. In other words, Haiku is truth, seventeen syllables at a time. One Love.