A void earth - no life.
ACID-RAIN, dreams died.
Where to go ?
What to do ?
Its all part, man in the moon.
GOD sent a word to me.
Just pray and let it be.
No more ice on earth.
Temperature had its birth.
I feel very small here.
All emotion in one tear.
I'll just walk and hike.
Tires melted last night.
The moon is in a fog.
My breath feels full of sod.
Let me just lay down and die.
HUNGER PAINS, A GROWTH WITH STY.
from my poem book - DREAMS 2