Love demand payment… Young soldiers with old eyes sat alone by the New Jersey Atlantic sea. Writing words upon old journal for few to see.He wrote words with many meanings. “Reap what you sow.Prey or predator?Blessed or cursed?Kind or ruthless? Damn karma demand payment my friend.” I sat and I watched the Winter Atlantic sea. […]Love demands payment… And a Leonard Cohen song. — johncoyote
Thank you my friend.