flesh blood earth dirt
gravel sand and that flower on the highland hearth
drowned in silt and pure waters of greed
this time the times are changing
into a dream of universal
universal please
don't look the other way
we are the same
i feel the pain
i feel the hope
the eternal ethnic bond
with each grain of sand
each grain of blood
infusion
please let me be you
i move with her breath
what are we
aliens on this earth
acting like a parasite
are we controlled by the external or internal parasite
who chose this hell
who can undo what has been done
but you
I believe that the external and internal parasites, as you have postulated, have a covert agenda to confuse and dissatisfy always.
No matter what, through all the confusion and turmoil in this bloody life, it all comes back to the human yearning for real love.
Very good!
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on August 15, 2006
This is one of the best on here today-you have a great original voice, and that is so refreshing-you play words well-I am not a fan of ism's myself, hate to be so boxed in-really loved this.
This is a political treatise that deals with the China issue from a completely new perspective. Disparaging as he may sound, from page to page, toward "the old system" and the Communist Party's various wiles, the author demonstrates his mysteriously
Ron
I believe that the external and internal parasites, as you have postulated, have a covert agenda to confuse and dissatisfy always.
No matter what, through all the confusion and turmoil in this bloody life, it all comes back to the human yearning for real love.
Very good!
Richard Lloyd Cederberg