Quote for the day...

" And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."

Anais Nin.

slow the train....

the urge , the need

to sew the seed

industrial valley's we breed



recline , decline from thought

land is bought , sort after

laughter rings sings a wicked song

write wrongs



the spoken word too seldom heard

the dark stark naked truth

ruthless facts weight intact

we dont react till pennies drop

we cease to shop

shoplift the earth

recessions birth



hurt , we revert to older way's

the good old days

acknowledge signs

of broken glass and fractured minds



slow down this train

we must refrain...