My God we were mad!
To have looked at life in such an abstract way
And it was worth it still
So we ran into the night,
We danced our crazy dance,
And howled at the moon,
To let it know that down here are a bunch of mad young minds,
A bunch of reckless philosophers running wildly on the concrete,
Under the street lamps.
And eventually we stumbled into our own little reality,
We found solace in that place.
Where everything was holy and just,
And there was no need to run around wildly anymore,

When wise men bicker
the world is turned upsidedown
as fools multiply

Ego makes no one wiser
Misplaced pride defeats purpose

Stay your words, first think
Let the wisdom rule your voice
Speak in quiet truth

Reach out to those that need words
Let them heal naturally

Co- author
Ian T

Mind is an ever glowing candle....
which lights up the whole world ..
lead kindly light
into the hearts of darkened souls
who need to evaluate themselves first..
than preach ,
in the shallowness of wisdom...
an egoists resort!

Short sweet and simple.

Tall grass adorns the meadow
as the leaves all seem to fade,

sunshine rays help highlight
when an effort has been made.

Let not every shadow
confuse your perspective,

know inside your heart of hearts
it's all in how you live.

Ignore night's final canopy
have others do the same,

treat the light respectfully
treat it not, as if a game.

Lift high your every hopeful wish
let all your needs be known,

try and help another's plight
that's how friendships can be grown.