Here we are now

    in the shadows

    of truth, or

    what we may think is the semblance of

    love which is truth, or

    beauty which is truth, or

    peace which wants to be true

    but we don't seem to let it

    carry us


    So here we are in the

    shadows waiting for the 

    warmth of summer's truth,

    waiting for our fellow man

    to stop the killing of little 


- David Michael Jackson

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