The Last Moments Slipped By, One By

Here They Are, All In One Place. Circle Back To Them When You Need Some Poetic Shine. It Is Not Revolutions And Upheavals That Clear The Road To Better Days, But Revelations, And Lavishness Of Someone's Soul Inspired, And Ablaze.

I Am Caught Like A Beast At Bay. Somewhere Are People, Freedom, Light, But All I Hear Is The Baying Of The Pack, There Is No Way Out For Me.

Departure Beyond The Borders Of My Country Is For Me Equivalent To Death.

An Unshared Happiness Is Not Happiness.

Man Is Born To Live, Not To Prepare For Life.