Fire Wind Earth Fire

ears made for hearing plugged by the surrounding poisoned by sprites torn and dragged threw the dirt talks of profession all around talks of struggle talks of poverty talks of great depression talks of growth talks of legacy talks of the future just an image portrayed by a face in the crowd en rooted in the growth to the life of the tree of fruit a waterer a grounds keeper to the health of the nature vainished in soul trapped in body trapped in mind to an inferno burning the insides of inner memory answering to the calls of many answering to the mouths speaking at the body who stands before the eyes of need all for one reason all for the bearer of life still were not living were existing in the lifes of others the puropse unknow of the road we face still nagavitng with the vaules infused in soul honesty intergity and the right of human nature for the best of karma and for the hopes of a better tommrow and a life one would dream of living trapped by the down pull of the universe the gravity bestowed at our feet the chains we can not break free from a life of poverty is a life of blessing a blessing of attitude a blessing of value a blessing of pride as the waves of sorrow drown the surrounding one is to wonder to keep swimming or drift beneath the current life vests are rare in the world sunamis soilders ready for war just to intouch with traniquaily to bother with a battle