By James Nicholson
Yesterday, I thought about something that normally isn’t very profound but it devastated me. No one else sees the world the way I do. If Mr. Rogers had said that, it might have been reassuring about how unique and special I am. Instead, it left me bitter and defeated. My Christmas Day was really good.…
I From the time we were but glints in parents’ eyesWe were told destiny was on our side.Lives unfurling bring truth to the world’s great lies,Our existence – an inevitable prize. Our burdens so heavy backs bentUnder textbook and notebook yokes.Wheeled backpack investmentLater caught in the digital spokes. Tragedy united us through the screen –Columbine,…
Fascism’s fails blamed on Communism;Crushing Communism blamed bourgeoisie.The tenuous modern nation schismBut faith in our countrymen remains key. Faith is tested by those who hate ourselvesSavior solutions from the covert foe.To what new nightmare might our nation delve?Only a new slaying of Cicero. Collisions are missed or calamitousDefinitions differ, comparableYet our souls and hearts yearn…
Yesterday, I thought about something that normally isn’t very profound but it devastated me. No one else sees the world the way I do. If Mr. Rogers had said that, it might have been reassuring about how unique and special I am. Instead, it left me bitter and defeated. My Christmas Day was really good.…
I From the time we were but glints in parents’ eyesWe were told destiny was on our side.Lives unfurling bring truth to the world’s great lies,Our existence – an inevitable prize. Our burdens so heavy backs bentUnder textbook and notebook yokes.Wheeled backpack investmentLater caught in the digital spokes. Tragedy united us through the screen –Columbine,…
Fascism’s fails blamed on Communism;Crushing Communism blamed bourgeoisie.The tenuous modern nation schismBut faith in our countrymen remains key. Faith is tested by those who hate ourselvesSavior solutions from the covert foe.To what new nightmare might our nation delve?Only a new slaying of Cicero. Collisions are missed or calamitousDefinitions differ, comparableYet our souls and hearts yearn…
Institutions failMinds search to fill a new voidLonesome work for us Hearts break all overWhen each new failing is learn’dMourn and grieve my friend Anger, frustration,And sorrow prove there is goodThank God for your heart Inspired by reading the leaked lawsuit against David Morrier and many of the leadership at Franciscan University of Steubenville.
What’s the song that woke you up? Not the ringtone you set as your alarm. Rather, the song that changed how you saw yourself or maybe even the world itself. I can remember sitting in my friend Danny’s 80’s Corolla in high school as we drove around suburbia and him playing me Suckerpunch by Five…