There Are Times When You Get Hit

Let My Inspiration Flow, In Token Lines Suggesting Rhythm, That Will Not Forsake Me, Till My Tale Is Told And Done.

Destroy Yourself Physically And Morally And Insist That All True Brothers Do Likewise As An Expression Of Unity.

Walk Out Of Any Doorway Feel Your Way, Feel Your Way Like The Day Before Maybe You'll Find Direction Around Some Corner Where It's Been Waiting To Meet You.

Poised For Flight, Wings Spread Bright, Spring From Night Into The Sun.

Don't Waste The Breath To Save Your Face, When You Have Done Your Best, And Even More Is Asked Of You, Let Fate Decide The Rest.