hold Thor’s hammer in your hand,

houses, cars, credit cardsmean nothing to me!we ate well tonite,the house is quietand the man in the mirroris fading day by day.we never own each other,never even own our children.all that is will passinto memory.and that is enough.all that will remainis the kind word,the soft touch,the moments spent listening,the hand-up given without thinking…and the pictures…

secrets, and intimate thoughts…deeper than words,stronger than rings orpassion’s thrusts….worth more than anythingthat can be bought or earned.a simple kiss…nothing else asked, or needed!

and knowledge.of power, and pride.of caring, and involvement;of hope and desire…to the limits…of skies and starsand worlds unexplored.of body, and soul,of reach and touch;of truth and comprehension….to the limits…of right and wrong,of shadow and form….of life and death,of tears and laughter;to the limits….and one step beyond!

of the world,with ignorant patriotic pride,taking what is notyours to take!you bomb…the poor children of America,with napalm poverty,taking what is notyours to take…you bomb…the children of the common,that stand in the wayof your excess,taking what is notyours to take…you have no conscience…so, you bomb!

the cities painted with despair,the houses built left abandoned.the seeds we altered,the trees we cut down.the mountains we mined,and the seas we defiled.the peoples we left homeless,left to die in poverty and hunger.the ships we sent to the moon,the smoke from the great factories.the daughters we sold into slavery,the sons we executed on profit’s battlefields.the…

and i met him in a roadside diner…i asked him:‘where you been? ‘‘everywhere! ‘‘where you going? ‘‘nowhere! .‘well. what you hauling? ‘‘well…’, he smiled.‘i was hauling myself,but i unloaded thatback down the line…now i’m hauling nothing! ‘i bought him a cup of coffee,and walked away,silently shaking my head!