About the Author:
Being adopted at the age of three, I have a confusing background even to myself. If variety is "the spice of life," I'm gifted with abundance of taste. Maybe as a result of my shallow roots, I love to travel and experience the world from the perspective of other cultures. In turn, I love to explore the shared meanings that we humans can find together. I had the privilege of living a great deal of my earthly years in Africa and India. I see the world as my playground. I love to investigate and analyze, and this combines with my sense of personal spirituality which is very important to me.

Poetry by Brian Hodgkinson

Answered Prayers

I dreamt of a day...
Devoid of all beauty
because the world had forsaken:
Uniqueness, crucified as a criminal.
Diversity, blended into a bland smoothie.
Struggle, quarantined as a leper unclean.
So, humans walked in all the same direction,
Wearing the same expressions, same clothes,
same haircuts -- SAME because the different
Feared to dance like the harlequin.
The machine would never allow it,
Engineered living became our new utopia.
Our dark prayers were finally answered.
...I wanted to die.

--Brian Hodgkinson

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