Saturday, December 26, 2009


Rain pounds downward as the muted claps of thunder
threaten to strike a sliver of silver
to the dingy, grey streets.

Garish neon lights advertise
images unattainable
90-minute escapes.

I can still feel the hum of this city's pulse in my veins.

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We must never permit the voice of humanity
within us to be silenced. It is Man's sympathy with all creatures that first makes him a Man.

--Albert Schweitzer

Everything can be taken from a man or a woman but one thing: the last of human freedoms to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.

--Viktor E. Frankl