More: A Savvy Poem

No more. No more do I want any more. More would be less, from my mooring point. Take me out. Untie me. Unleash me. Let me be more of nothing more than the more of me. Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019 Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay

Serious Book -The Trader, The Owner, The Slave

Alarmed to discover, via my extensive family tree research, that some of my ancestors considered themselves to be the owners of slaves, I felt it my moral duty to investigate further. What is the nature of the universal driving force, responsible for motivating ordinary people to raise themselves up by the mass destruction of others?…