Poem of a strange experience.

And yet another poem about the infamous William BloodDagger.

Learned new things about an ex.

Over coming physical and mental barriers.

God has weaved magic by creating animals, and particularly human. From a day a child develops brain in embryo to old age where he assimilates plethora of information in brain it is an interesting, joyous and sometime a pathetic journey.

I found magic… or miracles that we all share, but few see.

The end of the road is not always what it seems.

Knowledge was power to you.

My feelings toward the "big dogs who control American’s Antiobiotics".I wrote this on November three 2006 at 6:00 am.I was sick and on medication for infections.

Am I too late, or in time, should I fight, do I have to?