with myriad images, emotions, at times uncertain of how or what to feel
and identity crisis looming ........who am I? here in the midst of 115 degree heat
akin to a blast furnace as it knocks you out like sticking your head into
a burning oven..........
Reality is a point of view, a nation, subscription, religion......what sacred cow your
fear compels you to cling tenaciously to.........
Desire unchanged, yet my greatest fear is what cost I may have paid in these
peregrinations, mutations of time and place, lost possessions...........
Refusing to submit or conform..........patience gone as the world and its legions of
mediocrity attempt to subdue me........wheres the magic, the glory.......my shot...
Sacrificing my time, heart and soul in search of a chance
Freedom....libertad......