eye come
frum poverty
& violence
isolation
loneliness
neglect
deep,
hidden sadness
eye always
felt alone
even in a room
people'd w/laughter
& invitation
eye always
surrendered
to seperation
in my heart
eye never felt
a closeness w/N.E.one
[ever]
eye might
have worn
my conformist
clothing &
held my contempt
for their lack of
understanding & awareness
behind an innocent smile
but eye
was a slave
to forbidden
secrets & private
anger
... it wasn't
until eye saw
the reflective faces
of pain & anguish & br>absolute rage in the
swarming audience before me
that eye realized eye wuz not alone
eye've never known such
powerful, intelligent,
creative people than those
that inhabit this community board
eye was always
the hungry shark
swimming the choppy
currents
avoiding the islands
that held my nutrition
and now
eye've found
a plethora of
ideas, opinions, &
experiences in the
glowing minds of this
growing army of frendz,
artists, anarchists, & free thinkers
u sustain our courage.
each of u ....
thanx for believing in us.
for believing in the musesick we make.
in the message we bring.