where there is death only of misery,
where no unborn is slaughtered,
where no soul one is murdered,
where there are no smoking guns,
where innocence is not on the run,
where no danger lurks in the dark,
where no terror awaits you in the park...
“Stop staring at me! Stupid cab, didn’t see the puddle. Now please, eat baby, don’t fuss,” said June pushing the tray. Just then Consta...