Glen C Schulz

"Unlawful Flight" is the best book ever, I wrote it! Just pull it up on amazon.com and read the reviews! Here are two poems that I wrote and posted on www.authorsden.com They have received A LOT of hits!..
Where authors and readers come together! .. DADDY, WHY DID YOU GO AWAY? We saw you drive by the house today, Mom had made us go out and play. She's been mad at us lately, why I can't say. Daddy, why did you go away? My son, I love you with all of my heart, and being away just tears me apart. I couldn't wave as I went by, for I was trying so hard not to cry. But Dad, I heard Mom tell someone that we're in her way; could you please come home and stay? I promise that we won't be mad, if you will just come back to us Dad. My dearest child, your Mother sent me away; Oh Jesus Christ, what should I say? Your Mother loves you and it will be okay, she's just confused and won't let me come home to stay. But Dad, you always read us a story and tucked us in; last night we watched Mom drink from a bottle of gin. Dad please come home, we promise that we'll be good. We are both so very sad, Mom told us you left 'cause we were bad. We're sorry Dad. Honey, my child, my reason to be, Your Mother loves you, can't you see? Of that you can be sure, you need not worry. And if she would let me I'd be home in a hurry. Please give Mommy some time and give her some space, and please care for your sister. I miss you all so very much, but please, don't tell Mommy I miss her. She will say I'm using you to cause and stir up trouble, and she'll go file for divorce; she'll do it on the double. Son, let things calm down and you be good, right now things are in tatters. If we give her time and give her space, she may realize what matters. I love you. Glen C. Schulz, author of "Unlawful Flight" SCREAMING IN SILENCE. As some sing along to Christmas carols and others go on a shopping spree, There are those who are the actors, alone and screaming silently. While we laugh and tease the children, asking if they've been bad or good, There are many fathers that are all alone, an empty brotherhood. At work they seem to be just fine and they will laugh and play, But they know that they will be alone on one more Christmas day. All they want for Christmas is to see their kids again, for it has been so very long they can't remember when. And so they fib and weave a web of how busy they will be, but they won't bother to decorate, or even buy a tree. Again the gifts are sent and again they will not see, the happy faces of their kids, nor the gifts under the tree. Glen C. Schulz, author of "Unlawful Flight".