when confronted by a mirror
there is some truth there
with patience love and care
to open an elusive door..

imagination and/or prayer
now or been  or future
some thing that before
dull or bland is pure-

nose,tooth of pleasure!
that perchance another,
may say (him or her),
ah!my soul mate !

my friend,my lover...

when confronted by a mirror
i said, be clever!
hide away where
no-one will see
where no sin lays-
´tween tomorrow
and today..

for love is silver
and lasts forever
death is yesterday!
live for now..!

the more privation-
hunger to war
leading to starvation
(and war)
more to less-
to the few everything
less to more-
to hungering
critical mass
massed critical
-some unknown
number largely forgotten-
a national shame-
to be soon
soon to be
(self explanatory
really-)
gone alone
alone gone
freedom and this civilization
but off to the
moon
and then
what to do
the end..

the sparrows go
cheap
(if only they
knew
mayhap they
do..)


seven years
free!
it is magical!
quite easy
an undeniable
natural truth..