All are talking
about releasing...
Please take this grain of sand
It's from my desert on the moon...
There you stand in all your glory
Labeled vixen, saddened quarry...
Of struggle
I know nothing of...
Next week my son is flying here,
he will meet Judy for the first time...
Peace
Peace in our time...
Kill Everything In Sight ...Rape All The Children...
Suffer No More They Say. Yet They Make Wicked Lies...
She was quite emotional tonight,
about her son going away...
A loner's eye can see the
ant hill...
Stick up women with their dirty tricks
stuck up clowns and jokers chasing their fix...
Sit in a room; half-lit and half bit,
this was it - me and you; hell did we fit...
Love Truth
Truth will set you Free...