New York born happy me.. remember crisp cold memory will last me all my time.. curious dance forward with a smile.. bravely singing lyric from a movie rhyme..
I remember Mother with my Nana.. packing goods for those with naught to eat.. enemy is hunger of my brothers.. greed is something each one must defeat..
I was warm nights in cold New York City, lucky I know but luck ain’t a sin.. poor kids orphaned parents left.. ones who had to go.. lucky lucky me.. I know.. I know..
Know the images of needy all across our world.. would not spread that pain you got your own..
Folks who’s only dream is health and clear air to breath.. we can make it.. know it to my bones,.
Thought for this day.. When one makes daily attacks on mental health I do not think they are testing scientific process as say, a theologian testing religious premise, rather I believe he is probably nuts.. 🙂 Peace Tony