an the
subtle

(the little child
grows)

we are so flagrant
in our
arrogance

(we "****"
too
easily)

and the gentle rain falls
and the mist
covers us
we are gone from here
so very long ago

we were men
we were
and now
we are what ever
they tell us we are

soft light streams
we are angry
we know

we cant afford
rehab,
so....?

thank you c.i.a

for employment
possiblities
and YOU!
(homeland security)

thank you
thank you!
thank you!!

for wars unceasing

the subtle child
the alleyway
the dumpster
and the
old old lady

the sincere child
the alleyway
the police man
and
you and me