Smiling faces show no traces of the evil that lurks with in.
We all at one time or another need help in the head. Don't get it, we may end up in the red, or even worse, dead. It's self help eventually, or forced help evidently.
Can't smell your own breath, let someone else get in your path. That big inflated brain, might be suffering from a stain, could need a drain. Quite a few of us are too mean, but can't face the vision seen.
Many of us live in a fantasy land, think we don't need a helping hand. Next thing we know, in comes the brick, life plays its trick. We end up either in hell or stuffed in a prison cell.
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Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on October 9, 2005
Reminds me I best go cleam my teeth.
Very true message here.
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
Re-Release! No longer back-listed. Return to the Olde Ways. The hustle and bustle of modern day life has brought many of us to a quick fix attitude.This book is for those of you who are fed up; have looked at your life and your loved ones and realize
Very true message here.
Well written Grady!!
Love Tinka
"Therapy"... flows through the river of wisdom to the lake
of awareness... A magnificent composition bearing a profound message.
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)