Published by

K Mark Schofer

If you could read your history books
What a tale your mistakes can offend 
Just like a civil war novel
The kind the library lends
When you reach the part where the racism came
The hero should be me
But heroes often fail
And you rarely read a book or pretend 
Because the ending's just too hard to take
… I'd fly away like a flying star
Who gets burned in a inner stellar quip
Enter number two, a racist, misogynist to play the scene
Of bringing all the nasty things out in you
But for now, hate, abhor let's be real

It’s time to break in two.

Hello,

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.