Good to have you riding along with us.

You ,are why we are here.and together we will light a candle of hope.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Rising Sun ( poem ).

Dazzling, how majestic, glazing as like

sparkling diamond gleaming out, on

honor, such privilege as moral see.


Rise you do, famine on the land near,

and far. Genocide of every kind by

intelligent mind. The sick, the wounded,

bloody scrimping crying of the poor.

Capitalist greed, socialist hypocrisy, saint

self-righteousness. The self- destruct, heartless gangsters roaming city streets like weir-wolf,
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perverts all around.Rising Sun, now that you stood with us, say there is hope, so we can rise

 from this disgrace and embraces all earthen race. This our moment,  the moment we cherish.



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