Comic books, movies, radio programmes centered their entertainment around the fact of torture. With the clearest of consciences, with a patriotic intensity, children dreamed, talked, acted orgies of physical abuse. Imaginations were released to wander on a reconnaissance mission from Cavalry to Dachau. European children starved and watched their parents scheme and die. Here we grew up with toy whips. Early warning against our future leaders, the war babies.

If your life is a leaf that the seasons tear off and condemn they will bind you with love that is graceful and green as a stem.

And I had not much of a voice. I didn't play that great guitar either.

Undertow" "I set out one night When the tide was low There were signs in the sky But I did not know I'd be caught in the grip Of the undertow Ditched on a beach Where the sea hates to go With a child in my arms And a chill in my soul And my heart the shape Of a begging bowl

Most of our distractions are designed to invite us away from this recognition, which is a good idea.

It's hard to hold the hand of anyone who is reaching for the sky just to surrender

Like a bird on a wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free!!