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in a time to believe in more than just man's innocence

and guilt

humanity and faith in the system slowly deteriorated

even as it was painstakingly built

its and our survival depends on the convictions of

each individual involved

and what part of our own insecurities we are ready

to let become public and so resolved

I am only one but I'd like to think I speak for a

regiment of many

though, when I ask for your input and thoughts

for them I can not offer even a single penny

all that I ask is if you would be so kind then please

bare with me and maybe together into our collective

futures a little farther than this evening

a handful of us for the good of the rest could possibly see

what will tomorrow be like without ten more percent of

our beloved ozone

and will Kuwait ever be a peace keeping place again or

will Iraq make it the center of yet another war zone

why is it that to war and death

mankind is so destructively prone

wouldn't it be far better if we were more constructive

in our possession of self advanced skills

and upon our gifts we as an informative one

on them tried to bone

instead man just kills and kills

the U.S. is now the lone super power left in control

alone in a fast crumbling field of broken pride we stand

the sole fearless yet all the more frightened

tower

'The Last Unwounded Soul'

there is no one of our apparent equal left in which

to fight but many lesser to suspect

we look into the eyes of our little brothers and older

sisters and all our frustrations at them we are quick

to direct

we silently shout 'Do As I say Not As I Do!'

become a future leader of the world but don't let

a Four Trillion deficit accumulate to hang over your

head too

if we could hear the pleas of our children and

grandchildren yet to be born

we would DO and not just TALK about what really needs

to be done

and between the red tape and superficial controversy

we wouldn't find ourselves so legally torn

as Grandma always said to me when I was only a small

child

If you want to have a friend you must first be a friend

and as I always whisper to Grandma in heaven above

if this is the end for us pray that it is indeed

the end

and ask God to please let it end in love..............

(written Oct 14, 1992 am)