You Won't Beleve Your Eye's This Little Holy Terror...
Me, My Name Is Baby, My Sister is Little One,
As She's Somewhat, Does Smile, All While, One
Like My Daddy, TRASK, He As I Never Smile___
Everybody Knows He's Mean, But, Scheme He
Daddy Does Not, Nor Do I, Me, I Just, Ech, Be
It,I Stand Behind You, (Humanity) ,You Will Never___
See Me Out Of The Corner Of Your Eye(s), Yep.,
Believe It, I Do Summize, More Like Surprise,Yep,
I'm The Little One Who Get's Your Ball's___
In Your Place, Not In Your Face, Human Race,
Watch Out, Here I Come, Doubt, Disgrace,
Can't Believe, Then Be Deceived, When You See_
Your Ball's In My Hand, Then In Your Face....
Retribution, TRASK c 1979/2002 TRASK
Imagination Is More Important Than Knowledge,But,
While Little Children May Imagine Thing's, Mine, Cut
Off Your Ball's, Ech, Horrors, Reap As Ye Sow,
Sow as Ye Reap In,Sin, With Your Hands Gone, Tho
As You (Raped) Did Too (My) Our Little Children___
Whata Ya Gona Do To Me With Out (No) Hands...
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Reviews of "As Behind You, I Stand with Many Little Children Too..."
powerful stuff, trask!! good messages throughout this. god bless our innocent little children, and god bless you for opening our eyes and our minds!! love, your friend in texas, karen lynn, twin to karla.
Reviewed by Gumby Pokey (Reader)
Reviewed on August 8, 2002
A knobble write about the little ones who take the brunt of life’s tortures
I salute you Trask
Trask this speaks to me on many levels.
Very intense and powerful write, and YES we must always protect our children! And I am sending you a safe hug for your little one, as you well know I am sure, that is where the protection begins!
I have never understood how hurting something smaller then you are is productive, or necessary, so you continue your vigilance against the abusers... Sandi Lyn
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
Histories of the world are generally written to either celebrate technology and science, or to herald doom. My book examines the path of the spirit in the onward rush.
This combined narrative dialogue and play is about the uncreated, unborn and undying transcendent Self of God-consciousness and Buddha-nature. It describes an odyssey of transcendent Consciousness Awakening and Remembrance.
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I salute you Trask
never will
josie
Very intense and powerful write, and YES we must always protect our children! And I am sending you a safe hug for your little one, as you well know I am sure, that is where the protection begins!
Maria
You know I'm always
for the children.