you got up early,

men and women of all ages,all backgrounds, all colors,stood in line to pay respect.workers, laid off workers,workers without hopeof a job….we viewed the body,the preacher said kind words,bringing back memories…then to the graveyard.buried beneath an old treein a corner soon forgotten…the headstone read:Made In America!

never wanted holy monumentsto be built in His honor.was not interested in donationsthat ease the load of sin…never wanted to be fought over,or for wars to be foughtin His name…He was a complete human being,His every breath spiritual.He tossed the moneychangersout of the temple,and stood up to the religiouspride of the Pharisees.the people He walked…

think about it!our standing government, and economiccapitalistic system are a greater threatto the American people and their families,than England was to them!we are so far away from what they intended,that they would not recognize us!

the yowl of the cat in hunger,the slap of wings against gone.tis the height of passion;i have turned my deepest colors,yet my dreams have begun to fall…i cant stop them.and the sound of voices like hammers on tin,be the bottle broken before it hits.when memory becomes history,and tired clouds wink and disappear.the setting sun tastes…

rags stuffed in cracks,’round the windowsillsroaches run up the walls,Christmas music on the radiocut off notice on the table;young woman stares, half dreaming,of stockings with nuts and oranges(& the remembered scent of hot chocolate!)crack pipe falls to the flooras snow begins to fallsmall children with dirty facesplaying on a cold floor

‘okay, what do you believe? ‘‘well, you know,there’s something out there,something bigger, beyondall our conceptions,some reason behind creatingand destroying….i dont know… just dont know….some reason we feel the things we feel,some reason we do the things we do…..some reason we live our lives,some reason we love who we love….something that knows why things are,why some…