#10 (11-23(from '94 but from same journal)
I had a dream
more like a daydream
I was sitting in what
looked like a church
sanctuary
sitting in the third
pew from the front
it wasn't a church
sanctuary
it was a hall for those forced to follow one
they saw as greatness
pledging never to leave
him...pledging to
always love him
unconcscious of what they
say to him. . . .. . .;
Their false salvation
as he was
as I was escorted out, I
watched the nameless
emotionless faces.
There was no one face. One
was two thousand.
Two thousand was four million. Four million
was one.
One boy however, he was around
fourteen, averted his eyes as I
passed him by. He looked
at me, gave me a wink with
a little half smile, and then
re-directed his attention back
forward to the icon.
I thought cool. Then I thought
of how wrong it was. To distract
from pledge to the salvation was
bad. I ridiculed him for that.
yes. thislifeisgoodandthereisnootherlifeforme.
Thank you.
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