Once said
Birds of a feather flock together
Same goes for pigs and swine
I say
People together; all shape & size
Love n dance & commune with wine.

Sticks and stones my break my bones
but words may never leave me.

Nine in mind when thinking of intuitive

Intelligence honed, ‘swhen finger pressed pen
Narrowed of folks, lest one grasps thee ant
*** for tat induced, Anatol did conceive
Unsolder misfortune; twas this you lost heart?
Iambics in poets, well known from the Greeks
Treaties raised high, nations rise higher
Introvert dig deep, tis best; never lose sight of ones antipode
Versatile ‘twill  mold you, to truth will it lead
Eyes fixed on all creatures, tis they that know best

A grand moment when TacoBell opened in 1962
Great multitude of folks spent all day in the loo.

Oh tree to my right how you mirror the left
Tree on the left, with great vigor you grow
When waters run dry, your roots search below
To the ends of all branches; lush fruits like Eden
Hundred thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my right what phantom did come
Yielding fruit no more; nor vivid leaves to sway
All branches have ceased, no more but a stump
Fifty thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my left so valiant, so true
A whip of your branch & firm grip of the wind
To the right, one seed you give; let life grow anew
Solitude tis as fire bound for a tree, a simple truth to all
Fifty thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my right; look, now you're grown
As was, now are; from the tree to the left came your rebirth
Teeming with life & beauty displayed
Hundred thousand leaves dance in the wind

Ten remain hidden, two thousand years lost.

Two struck down by bullet, gas, and flame; the ghetto stage one.
Six million perished before the world ended this crooked crime
Remanent of those lost rose like the cedar in Lebanon, Ezekiel knew best
Twas God who gave men courage; they fought such tyranny, such hate
Twelve mourned for a season while two given back old land
North and south, east, west flock to come home, a great exodus at hand
Two now settled, secure where they stay; diligently searching for those...

Ten remain hidden, two thousand years lost.