every way forgive an forget is the absolute truth in the life we are given, never few ever feel new This is the ways of men Not the ways of me my wings are losing feathers my bones are getting weak endlessly i constantly seek for even just a small piece of land nothing but sea ofter ocean again im amazed at the confusion that now looks so clear from way up here but faith is believed with out doubt or being deceived fear is the absence of understanding even when thee answers not clear. if its out of reach then ask for a way to meet in the middle flood gates of puddles is an ocean to the drowning grain of sand drown a blue sky with the mist of our lungs make the earth cry in pain of cutting down the tree that is rooted in both yiu an me its a famiky tree tree battles the strom? cold and shade in the summer all sorts of edible things in the spring its not the sacrifice that hurts the tree? its the way we treat the treat he gave all to eat instead we tear apart its limbs and sticks break then burn them for us to stay warm an cook the food we eat. we all realies. it all came from the ground the cow eats the baby trees. then into mickydess. when we eat we are hungry. when we hungrey we are seeking when we are frustrated we stop seeking an start complaning then we find away to satidfy our hunger an happy again over again notjing is over unless its thee end forover an over again. alone in a crowed home hearts warm yet to hard to speak a yard awsy you may be a free bird locked in a cage :Chores: Just a really big cage... Its just a really big cage....