We Grow Despite The Horror

That Knowledge Humbles Me, Melts My Bones, Closes My Ears, And Makes My Teeth Rock Loosely In Their Gums. And It Also Liberates Me. I Am A Big Bird Winging Over High Mountains, Down Into Serene Valleys. I Am Ripples Of Waves On Silver Seas. I'm A Spring Leaf Trembling In Anticipation.

Something Made Greater By Ourselves And In Turn That Makes Us Greater.

I Refuse To Allow Any Man-made Differences To Separate Me From Any Other Human Beings.

There Is Something More - The Spirit, Or The Soul. I Think That That Quality Encourages Our Courtesy And Care And Our Minds. And Mercy, And Identity.

But A Caged Bird Stands On The Grave Of Dreams.