A counter to a jab is a left hook. What’s the counter to prejudice?
Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting PoetIn other words, I tasted a different drug. A drug called progress.
Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting PoetIt’s too bad war gets all the attention; it’s too bad the plant is easier to see than the root.
Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting Poet