GENERATIONS Copyright (C) 1997 by Not Nice Music
II. A COLLECTION OF OBSCURITY by Edwin M. Drogin

17. Behind all, herein lies...

All dots contain a thoughtless thought
To signal, stop!, before they ought.
Pleasure signals, go! and on we race
Too still to fall, too hard to face.

When a cloud wisps ina majestic march
And stills the sky to dare a sound. Parch
The earth by promised rath and flood
With fulfilled contract of blood.

Cry not in caves.
	The sun must know
We, slaves...
	ourselves a foe.

	Coming from a childish lip
yet far too flip
	for sensuous words and deeper,
more difficult thoughts. A grimmer reaper
must oblige to shape a growing pride.
reassure youth will not take its elders for a ride.