of Apollo 11 blasting off for the moon
It's about time you knew the truth
I dream of a Star Trek world. This think tank will focus on creative actions designed to initiate a global paradigm shift towards a world where racism, poverty and war will be a thing of the past.
At a time of universal deceit
telling the truth is a revolutionary act
...George Orwell...
Slightest touch of breeze upon my face
Faintest wafting scent upon the air
Almost imagined whispered song
Hinted caress’ pressure on my skin
It’s where you must have been
Familiar aching, straining heart
Sinking defeated soul’s despair
Recurring hopeless lethargy
Blinding broken willful fight
You’re more than out of sight
No resilience resonating now
Drained desire to connect
Fatalistic -inspired apathy
Another brick in wall of self defense
To love again does not make sense