What Terrible Fear Causes Man To Address

Evil Alone Has Oil For Every Wheel.

There Are A Hundred Places Where I Fear To Go, --so With His Memory They Brim! And Entering With Relief Some Quiet Place Where Never Fell His Foot Or Shone His Face I Say, 'there Is No Memory Of Him Here!' And So Stand Stricken, So Remembering Him!

Childhood Is The Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.

And Reaching Up My Hand To Try, I Screamed To Feel It Touch The Sky.

Man Has Never Been The Same Since God Died.