Poetry Isn't An Activity, It's

We've Been There On World Wars, It's Time For World Party I.

People At Large Are Becoming More Aware That There Is Much More To Reality And To Themselves Than What Meets The Eye.

The Primary Dues A Writer Or Any Artist Pays Is To Remain Sentient, And To Forfeit The Illusionary Luxury Of Such Anesthetics As Avoidance, Numbness, And Denials.

The People Knew What Had Made Them Human. It Was Not Their Shortcomings, But Their Hearts.

There Is Only Now. And Look! How Rich We Are In It!