Date: Wednesday, April 3, 1996  8:43pm                          Forum: Poetry
From: Girl On The Moon.                                          Msg#: 486915
  To: Jack Ryan                                                              
  Re: Killing Coperate ignornance                                            
      (Reply to #477447)                                            (1 reply)


The bare streets  hold the people,
and pull them along
and keep them ties down to reality
where they  know they cannot escape,
so they look at their feet
and dont see the colors
or smell the  soft sents
of hear the sounds,
in which we understand
the beauty of life.
A man walking down the road,
searches despritly to find
a solitude fire
of inspiration and need
and a want for life and fear.
nobody sees the sun
or notices the rainbow in the misty sky
as he watches in remorse.   (see the same word u used!!!)
The life draining out
of the once filled world
and no one walks slowly
or looks up to see
the pictures in the clouds.
he feels a gaze
and as he looks across the silent street
a pair of violet eyes
meet his
tears role down the cheaks
of the small girl
and a tiny flame of hope
is lit in his heart
for the young world
who has not yet rejected
the meaning of life