A Memior in Song

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I write, I dream, I paint, I explore, I hope, I love. I've been told that I live my life without boundaries. I wish on falling stars. I belive in the fight for empowerment of those that feel hopeless, that hoplessness breeds helplessness and empowerment is the only cure. I belive in life and exhaust myself in living it. I believe a difference can be made and am trying to make it.

Friday, January 13, 2006

One Quiet Soul for Truth

That quiet soul
looks out with eyes so deep
A billy goat in this heard of sheep
Passing through unseen, unheard
Saying everything but not with words
That quiet soul
eyes so deep they look in
seeing no beauties, but the beasts within
And silently passes through
seeing all they did not do
Dreaming all that could be true
If someone did more than just pass through
That quiet soul
shares his secrets
with trodded upon dasies and thistle misfits
That quiet soul
with no tongue to speak
laughs at the ironic bittersweet
truth in this life
the voices that ring true
cannot be heard over the song of fools.

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