August is my birthday month. This year I got gold. Gold in the form of a brindle boy named Knox. Knox, you know, like, Fort Knox. The U.S. Bullion Depository housing billions in gold reserves. PURE GOLD |
on the verge....
An angel hovered around Knox. How else to explain surviving 8 months as a stray in Compton? Or being pulled on his last day on death row? And when he was forgotten about in boarding, his Donnie-angel appeared and got him safe, got him medical care after collapsing with arrhythmia. Hip-hop boy Knox needed a place to recover, a place for heart and spirit healing. So Knox is having a birthday in August too. A New Life. |