AND TO THE TOYS AT LEAST<\/p>\n
and<\/p>\n
to the toys at least<\/p>\n
it matters not<\/p>\n
the colour of the skin;<\/p>\n
but the living pulse<\/p>\n
of beating hearts within….<\/p>\n
left out.<\/p>\n
They say there is no place.<\/p>\n
You wonder why<\/p>\n
despite the courtyard’s empty spaces<\/p>\n
no one ever tries<\/p>\n
to make the circle bigger…….<\/p>\n
you take up all the slack.<\/p>\n
You leave me but the edges.<\/p>\n
And still<\/p>\n
you wonder why<\/p>\n
i tug<\/p>\n
and strain against<\/p>\n
the lifelines of your peace……..(ease)<\/p>\n
to race the wind.<\/p>\n
And at the end<\/p>\n
more than just<\/p>\n
the tape, the medal!<\/p>\n
The thrill of knowing<\/p>\n
it can be done<\/p>\n
every time i try…….<\/p>\n
(posters on social service themes.<\/p>\n
1984.<\/p>\n
and<\/p>\n
if we believe<\/p>\n
we carry in us a dream:<\/p>\n
The earth will rise again….<\/p>\n
On young shoulders<\/p>\n
the burdened hopes<\/p>\n
of those once young<\/p>\n
long long ago…<\/p>\n
Beneath my feet<\/p>\n
the ravaged earth responds.<\/p>\n
And in my heart<\/p>\n
a song:<\/p>\n
Tomorrow<\/p>\n
the sun will rise again…..<\/p>\n
There is no death-<\/p>\n
burial incomplete….(stayed)<\/p>\n
Who will pay the price<\/p>\n
for resurrection….?<\/p>\n
(SSL exhibition- 1985)<\/p>\n
.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
AND TO THE TOYS AT LEAST and to the toys at least it matters not the colour of the skin; but the living pulse of beating hearts within…. left out. They say there is no place. You wonder why despite the courtyard’s empty spaces no one ever tries to make the circle bigger……. you take … <\/p>\n