The Game brings out the worst in us. Follow Isam and be closer to purity.

Light kissed the buds of mallow And welcomed an autumn bloom; The cups that’d lain[…]

Flowers in the desert Vibrantly grow forth In yellows and purples Despite the salty Earth[…]

It was hefted upon a breeze – As in a warm, flowing current Through a[…]

Coming from within a rising hedge Of voluptuous white oleander – I sensed a turmoil;[…]

In the vast expanse, A shadowy light flickers unseen, Like a sunbeam lost where the[…]

Poem on the provision on God and his creation