A biography for Steven A. Williamshasn’t been written yet.
“We are merely ghost flowers under the shade of the moonMany shades of secret sorrows blanket our eyesWe spend our lives and our soulsSearching-Longing-Waiting-For a little light to shine and heal our broken halo’s”
“Let bricks of truth fill the skies and send their walls of conformity crashing downAnd let the heavens echo with the blows of our liberation”