Hannah Capps
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jan 29, 2006
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Planetary conflicts jar upon contact, icons of clenched fists on the one hand and words of 'honey' on the other. Conflicting signals and substances. Are not we as a human race one who clings to hardship instead of cowering in fear? Frontal figures lobotomize there scrambled meaning, neither one or the other so seeming to stand for nothing.
America and Her land of opportunity, She has given us our first ethnic Commander and Chief, 'we hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal' The scales of balance work themselves out from nature to good will. Forced theological virtue is as the pharisees with pious 'holier then thou' and trampled underfoot those who are 'less then' they.
Who are we? Are we hand outs or hand ups? Do we put feet to our words? What is the face of humanity? Veiled cautions of 'come together' more of 'be quiet' or we will embrace our ire to gouge out your purple-eyed kindness.
America and Her land of opportunity, She has given us our first ethnic Commander and Chief, 'we hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal' The scales of balance work themselves out from nature to good will. Forced theological virtue is as the pharisees with pious 'holier then thou' and trampled underfoot those who are 'less then' they.
Who are we? Are we hand outs or hand ups? Do we put feet to our words? What is the face of humanity? Veiled cautions of 'come together' more of 'be quiet' or we will embrace our ire to gouge out your purple-eyed kindness.
