Darkside melodies sung,

In my mind overtime I kept.I have wept my last tears.In fear that my best years were gone.I don’t have to sing the same song heard!And I wont stop my flight from soaring.How absurd to wish to repeat a fleeting youth.To dilute my life with misadventure.Breaking through to experience the new…And unknown!Being ‘centered’ is my…

Land.And brethren of spoken tongues.Those of my ancestors,Every one.I feel a kindred with you,My native…Home I’ve come to know.I feel the wind coming to sweep,And stir the prairies.I see the tumbleweed roll.And swirls of dust enfold it!I feel the rhythm with each drum beat.I paint those symbols I see,From skies above.And when they land,We beings…

And it may not be to anyone,Who is frequently on their knees.And those who are chosen,Know who they are.They know what they must do.And they have no one to prove it to!When God tells His angels who to contact…It isn’t by telephone,Or other listening devices outsiders can ‘tap’.The duties are diverse!And these deeds on Earth…

The state of the economy!‘Remember years ago,When I told you I was ‘downsized’?A new term they were using back thenTo declare people were no longer needed,To perform jobs being taken away from them? ‘Yeah, I remember that.And those jobs were ‘outsourced’.Another term created!‘Right!And something about the way it was used…You knew it didn’t belong to…

George, it’s Condi!She says they are almost finishedWith her makeover!She wants to knowIf she should bring back anything with her? ‘Yes! Tell her to bring a fifth of vodka.Ben is hooked on it with cranberry juice!He guzzles that stuff!‘Is he still there with you?I heard him say he was leaving,To make a new video? ‘

You wouldn’t want to play the same game,Someone else may beat you at your best!And you are the one that becomes tested,Leaving you with a quest that doesn’t satisfyOr give you any rest…You thought would make time fly!