Thursday, January 18, 2007



your smell is rare
it permeates the air
I hear your grace
It must reflect in your face
the light from you is bright
like the moon at night
where do you dwellIn,
heaven and hell?
Is it my magination
or are you my creation?

Lloyd Irving Bradbury said...
It is hard to think of global when you are cokd,hungry,and poor.This is where most people are. Those that are better off are controled by a greedy minority that are insulated from these conditions.\Only when they are effected by the bottom line of comfort will they act. By that time they react to there self interests it will be too late for this planet

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