...with desire, my words igniting from the windmills in my

mind...calling out to this generation, to a world that has lost

its voice.............where children die in our schools

life is cheap, we worry more about pensions, bank accounts,

and our 15 seconds of fame but where are the prophets for

our

           world to lead us from the dark abyss, for we have

played loose with our Passions and now reap the

whirlwind....behind our locked doors we follow the images

on our TV sets and neat cell phones. many claim to be

unique

but we are clones of one another and yet if in a split second

our life would end, could we say we alone have forged

                          a path through this world's unknown

forests or would we be content to lay silent, like so

many have become...the quiet in the land?