Bøker av Devin M L Andrews

Homeless people. We see them at intersections. We see them in front of stores. We see them in tents, shelters, and sleeping at bus stops. We wonder why they refuse to work and get off the streets. We are quick to condemn them as delinquents, drug addicts, or just lazy. But-do we ever get to know them? Do we try to put ourselves in their shoes?Sebastian Galloway went to college and worked hard to make a living for himself, but after being laid off from his job and being denied affordable housing, he is forced to live with the same people he used to give pocket change to. His American dream turns into a mirage, and he realizes that misfortune visits even the most unexpected of people. He also receives comfort in knowing that there are people in the village who are in the same predicament as he is, and they work together for the sake of one cause: survival. Welcome to Tent Village.*To help combat the serious reality of homelessness 20% of the profits of each book will be donated to Pacific Garden Mission.*

Greenwood, the African-American section of Tulsa, Oklahoma, was nicknamed Black Wall Street because it was one of the richest African American communities in the United States. Being separated from the rest of Tulsa by segregation, and not having any opportunities to advance elsewhere, the residents of Greenwood owned the land that they built on, and they created their own businesses and only patronized their own businesses. This was the source of their wealth; since no one else would do for them, they did for themselves. This vibrant and affluent community met its demise and destruction in less than a day's time by angry White supremacists who were envious of the wealth of Greenwood and desperate to protect their belief that African Americans were inferior. As tragic as the events that occurred were, they educated the world how far hate can go and what anyone can accomplish through hard work, sacrifice, and cohesiveness.

Poetry is the world's oldest universal form of literature. Every nation and every culture has some form of poetry. Poems are usually the first stepping stone in songs and even fiction. In fact, before there was ink and papyrus to write the first books of the Bible, Passages where made into poems that fathers sang regularly to their sons, word for word, for dozens of generations. There are those who have dared to create strict guidelines to determine what is poetry and what is not. Such individuals would denigrate the beautiful art of poets like William Carlos Williams, Vladimir Mayakovsky, and myself. As long as a work has meaning and comes from the heart, the mind, or even the stomach, it is poetry. Even if it is four lines with blunt language or 10 pages with flowery language, it is poetry--something to appreciate, to share, and to write.