Passion comes heat strikes steel.. things slip from my mind.. crashing through blank pages fill his book.. of the cool inebriate deluded so in kind.. has nothing dreams of nothing trips he took..
Yours is yours.. as mine is mine.. ain’t we living good?..
comes to light as baboons laugh primate brothers all..
‘The House of City Primate Wood’
Come raise a glass to celebrate.. yes we won the race.. machines carry weight unknown before..
on my knees.. how e’er you please.. bring love to parent peace.. a cause of family.. an open door..
Thought.. ‘Once in a while something happens that validates a philosophy I have written or learned.. though I have said it before..
it always astounds me when my faith in those philosophies is rewarded.. I have never broken faith.. I have been tested.. Peace Tony