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BOOKS/POETRY:
The Chicago Ripper---Published February 2003 (out of print)
Chicago's Jack---Published December 2007 ISBN # 1424147115
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She's Naked and Dead (chicago style)---To be released late 2007
Chicago's Madam of Death---To be released 2008
A Gangster's Point of View---A working manuscript
The City Crys Death---In its skeleton form
SOUVENIR BOOKLETS:
Lauderdale, The Man--The Forts--The City---Published 1991
The River City---Published 1993
Pahayokee Warriors---Published 1995
Miami, The City---Published 1996
P0ETRY:
A trilogy of poems that besets mankind from seed to death.
"BIRTH" "OPTIMISM" "SALVATION"
Published 2001
Epiclogue:
"Hark,
ye souls of pain. Evil is spawn in darkness, awaken
to his light, for then ye shall be lifted unto him". mg'f
BIRTH
All cometh moisten on seeds of time.
To set upon ways in a journey
that a joining unto thee brings
beauty in realm's time
Behold with thee the joy, nay the sadness.
Awake ye to cast forth youth's spring
taste of life, go ye among the many
to seek only the gladness
Thou dwell within to sort life's slope.
Ye's passion be guided by his light
to seek the fruits of we another
who also cometh in hope
Shall thee with thee in time again bind
to bring forth a flock devine.
Those to be embraced by thine
for Paradise be mankind.
OPTIMISM
Cast ye not upon earth
thoust shadow of dark.
Allow dawn its early bright
to enlighten ye of heart.
Midday bringeth its warmth
too heat Orb's heart.
Behold time sets upon the wind
to bringeth ye a night's art.
Dark clouds the valley view
before cometh dark.
Let ye seek the truth
of one's heart.
Evil's black night surrounds all
to pierce with its dart.
Dare ye, with open eye
for see ye apart.
Midnight seeks its flight
in time b'fore bright.
Warn ye, nay awaken the beast
deep from Orb's hearth.
SALVATION
Hark ye! Stow thoughts of darkness
that stir in ye soul.
Caress not upon the breast sins of blue,
less ye yearneth damnation.
Lust not deeds to praise hell's Troll.
Hark ye! Slip not into evil's abyss of
sin. Be ye bold.
Cast not thyself upon the sea of doom.
Nay, feast not from evil's banquet of sins.
Rape not life's virtues, less ye desires
evil's forbidden toll.
Hark ye! Seek ye light to be unbridled.
Dull not ye soul with acta from Satan's scroll.
Rise up from sins blacken pit.
Be ye told.
Hark ye! Embraced the heavenly spirit
of God's love.
Thine's solace will soothe the anguish of sin,
hence thee shall be rend from evil's grip.
For ye then shall ascend to yonder knoll.
