Language Is Power... Language Can

Poems Are Like Dreams: In Them You Put What You Don't Know You Know.

We Must Use What We Have To Invent What We Desire.

What Kind Of Beast Would Turn Its Life Into Words?

I Touch You Knowing We Weren't Born Tomorrow, And Somehow, Each Of Us Will Help The Other Live, And Somewhere, Each Of Us Must Help The Other Die.

There Must Be Those Among Whom We Can Sit Down And Weep And Still Be Counted As Warriors.