There Is An Eagle In Me That

It Is The Business Of Little Minds To Shrink.

I Have Written Some Poetry That I Don't Understand Myself.

The Shovel Is The Brother To The Gun.

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

For We Know When A Nation Goes Down And Never Comes Back, When A Society Or A Civilization Perishes, One Condition May Always Be Found. They Forgot Where They Came From. They Lost Sight Of What Brought Them Along.