As we are not all in causes foreign
Nor are we all involved in workable works if progress
Time slows levity
In release of themes
Let us not become fearful of regime
Regime change
Regiments distance from attitude foreign to our disciplines
Our quartered houses

Create from our memories more familiarity with languages in remorse
That our pages brighten inside
Inside of newly harnessed pages written in compassionate comprehension, shores beg of our indifferent altitude
Knowing the way home will always be reserved
In honor of the virtues of
George Bush and his family of pilots

Another man in the mirrors of time Paris, it's true we can, make a brighter day, just you and me

Many poems Paris
Many parts to play

Injustice we can learn from
War we cannot handle