My Guitar calls in hums

To the rhythm of a beating heart

Drumming strumming humming words escape

Though harmony is warmth for the ones

Who have no need for fight each an equal

With the need to be reflected upon good

When you, recall me, we become us

You, me us!

What of them who we have no T to spare

Are they that forever forlorn cast misfortune

You, me, us, them!

Well, don’t they too, need us to need them

I think not They are philistines lost to the darkness

You, me, us, them!

As a school boy I learned what a Trident was Ka boom!

Yes I thought too a spear like weapon for the titian king

But! no Trident is a Nuclear weapon system Ka boom!!

You me, us, them!

All gone in a flash I would be able back then to see the

Bright flash from my window looking west under my desk

You, me, us, them!

Now today I just write my little rants, I cant help

Who I am or what my life reflects in all those little hues of

You, me, us, them.