So The Thing That Bothered Me Most

We Are Rebels For A Cause, Poets With A Dream , And We Won't Let This World Die Without A Fight.

The Current Motto For All Of Us Can Only Be This: Without Giving Up Anything On The Plane Of Justice, Yield Nothing On The Plane Of Freedom.

But The World Itself Has No Reason, And I Can Say So, I Who Have Experienced It All, From The Creation To The Destruction.

Happiness Implied A Choice, And Within That Choice A Concerted Will, A Lucid Desire.

Once In The Midst Of A Seemingly Endless Winter, I Discovered Within Myself An Invincible Spring.