Danielle N. Calhoun
This is a post about passion, but not in the romantic sense, you can agree or disagree with it, but this is from my heart:
I am very passionate about the way things are run in today’s society, I wish that I could change the way that America is, but I know deep down that it’s something that has to happen on its own or never happen at all.
I support our military; I believe that all personnel, be they past or present, deserve our respect for their courage and outright dignity. I do not support War in general, but I will stand for what I believe no matter what the cause.
I love animals, and it pains me to see what we are doing to our lands just to make a new parking lot for some business that may be out of business before it reaches its peak. I believe that money does grow on trees and if we can recycle paper, then why not money?
I believe that the homeless are just as deserving as the next person to receive benefits and housing, but what is the sense when we allow or jobs and our livelihood to be destroyed by some illegal aliens who may or may not make it in our country only to live on welfare.
I distrust welfare, I waited till I was 18 to receive benefits and all I get is enough to get by while others who have babies for the sheer passion of it are getting handed the stuff left and right. I was born challenged, why should getting by be just as much a challenge?
I am not a supporter of media; I hate their jibber jabber. I know what is going on in my society and I don’t need some newspaper to tell me what to say think and do while some rich kid is smacking around the hobo down the street.
I am a mother and I love being one. I love being a writer and a poet.
Most of all, I love me.
©Copyright June 2, 2007 by Danielle N. Calhoun