I had a reading with the American poet Collin Kelley. I enjoyed listening to him. Being me I love to show my love and affection so the moment I met him I hugged him. I like to hold and hug those I like, love, and admire their mind, creativity, intelligence, and soul. Here is part of his poem War For Oil

No liberation force is coming,
no toppling of statues or searches
for weapons of mass destruction.
Here is famine, genocide,
dark skin pouring black oil
that holds no currency.

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