Micah Park Biffle

He Could Have Quit  Cab is struggling in the race. His heart is beating quicker than the pace at which the rain is falling. The Georgia heat is basking upon his body. Sweat has consumed every thread he is wearing. Behind is the beast of Defeat and its father, Surrender.  His back is aching as the weight he carries increases with pain as he fights to keep stepping forward. The streets continue to incline and decline like a wild waves upon the sea. His eyes are focused to the front. Every ounce in his body wants to quit.   His mind is teetering on reasonable reasons to give up. To let go and fall away into the bliss of sitting down. But he can't, he refuses. He did not come this far to give up. To let sweat, pain, and challenges be the barrier of his dream.  So he fights, he clears his mind to keep going, to not falter and quit. As he keeps pushing, he hears the rumbling of Defeat and Surrender tailing him. Their dark luminous eyes glare over him as Cab kee...

Brothers Doom The brothers collided, their eyes filled with rage. The sky sprouted with lightening. The earth burst with flames. Their wing, span from soils to clouds. The world became their battle ground. Greed filled them both, neither was satisfied. Each wanted more and more. Each wanted plentiful women, riches, and fame. Each wanted stories written of them that would last them beyond life. Where they are praised for their efforts and ignored of their sins.  But the day came where both were equal, where they achieved what no other could. Fame and riches that expanded far past their wildest dreams. Where ever they walked they were revered. Many who saw them would bow in reverence of their presence. Begging to kiss their feet like a poor man for change. But they treated the world how ever they wished. Feasting of flesh with every morsel of their being. What ever craving beseech them, they would take. Many women fell to their power, weakened by their mere loo...