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Apr 2020
I have lived a blessed life. I have been a poet and human-rights advocate
my entire adult life. Money and the material things that it can buy have never
mattered to me;  their worth is illusory, yet, it seems at times the whole world
has bought into these falsehoods, and look where they have got us:  hunger,
homelessness, hopelessness. The 7.5 billion of us presently residing on this
planet face two foreboding existential threats:  catastrophic climate change
and imminent nuclear holocaust, while **** Trump is only concerned with
shaving a few more points off his handicap at Mar-a-lago every weekend.
So where do I find solace? I find it in the bright and beautiful I have been
blessed to experience:  meeting the dispossessd;  the social outcasts;  the down-and-outs;  the forgotten;  the socially disgraced of the world. But I have found my gold:  the goodness, in fact, of everyone, if only each knew where inside themselves to look. "Goodness" is not out there. It is deep within each
of us. Why am I rich? Because I know where and how to mine the heart
of anyone.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet, a novelist, and a human-rights advocate his entire adult life.
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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TOD HOWARD HAWKS  81/M/Boulder, CO
(81/M/Boulder, CO)   
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