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Feb- 27- 1969

Minds slowly die with the
Wind from the open door,
And out they creep to see
If the current of air
Is stale.
Thoughts of death that
Follows their tearing
Outward thirst.

What of all the pure
And sober ones ?
They do not see the
Life all clear.

Minds quickly die when an
Outside agent says that
It must change to suit
The “society” that it is
In and must live in.
But the outside agent
Does not feel the force
Of death.
When we change our oppressing
Forces,
We detour their wanting to
Put us into their ways.
We can close the door that
They creep though to get
To us and keep them out
Of our minds.

Our outward thrust will be
Picked up by the people
We propagate.
We will teach them to
Choose their own way
Of life,
Not imposing our ways,
But giving them a choice.

Our views are the ones
That “society” wants to quell.
We will outlast them.

Death follows the downward
Cry of the fall people,
Life is with them that change,
Win the life that you want,
Live,
Close the door and
Stop the wind that kills
Minds slowly.

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