Brummet's Conscious Blog

-- Quote of the Day --  "In childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking out.  In memories of childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking in."  ~Robert Brault -- Poetry --    Yep - time for poetry. As my blog readers are likely aware, I like to share poetry occasionally here... and it is time for another installment :)  ON LIFE Dream for the sky, The true blue high... Looking down,  You will ever ask why The world is, as it is. See the people, the little people, Hiding behind a false steeple, Pretending to be what they are not. I hear people speak  Of the world they seek, Found only in books they themselves wrote. There is no hero. No one to wipe your sorry ass. Turning our backs on our past, We do over what was done before. While or people sit and speak, Of the happiness we all seak And upon finding Turn and spit. In greed, we strike, and strike agai...