Sometime They'll Give A War And Nobody

Calling It Off Comes Easy Enough If You Haven't Told The Girl You Are Smitten With Her.

Yesterday Is Done. Tomorrow Never Comes. Today Is Here. If You Don't Know What To Do, Sit Still And Listen. You May Hear Something. Nobody Knows.

Who Else Speaks For The Family Of Man? They Are In Tune And Step With Constellations Of Universal Law.

Poetry Is A Phantom Script Telling How Rainbows Are Made And Why They Go Away.

Poetry Is A Sky Dark With A Wild-duck Migration.