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I like to think of myself as of this world

so whole heartedly for this world

a tear of hope comes to my eyes every time our

flag of freedom gets proudly unfurled

when one man standing up for the good of all men

pulls off quite a coup

everyone's face registers his immediate elation

no one ever should be allowed to stifle such a sweet

form of joyous justification

when this big 'ole lovely world of ours is no longer

here

we won't look to be as smart as we once thought

ourselves to appear

still to masses and many our situation to date

is not yet fully clear

let go of your grudges and racial hate

embrace thy fellow man as a brother and hold

closer to your heart those so very dear

I am not in control of anyone's life but my own

so I can only give example using myself and hope

you follow by bringing up the rear

it is not for myself now but for innocent others

far into the future that I fear

will they understand what we've done to them and

forgive us

or at our stupidity will they despisingly sneer

to hear the sound all throughout the house of

tiny little feet going pitter patter

to me at present isn't an all too pressing matter

I have so very much to do now that I don't feel I

will ever soon have time for children of my own

we still have all the children around us today to

worry about

not to mention the ones besides who are already

fully grown

If we change our wrong and destructive ways

in future will it change what one day about us

they may look back and say

to cower behind and not speak up is characterized

as meek

those will be the ones left behind to rule

what's left of a world so dismal and bleak

without the close ties of my family and friends

I don't think in this place I would wish to live

they keep me grounded and help me focus on what's

yet to come

because there's so much I want to share with you and

give

it makes me realize for a people so ambitious and

intelligent

we can be so blindingly dumb

the truth as it slowly becomes clearer makes the

realization cold and numb

I refuse to let our world end up where only the tide

is governed by a cold moon

when I or others after me could be a growing

CHILD OF THE SUN

know that this ecological war will not be over

until all of us have won...............

(written Aug 23,1991 pm)