Almost to the point where in the past I`ve given up, but this time =
something keeps on telling me I`ve got to go on, so now I will try to =
get the lead out of my blood and lose the paralyzing lies, that shower =
from above. I must strengthen my constitution, I must gather my resolve, =
I`ve got to muster every ounce of my resistance. Self inflicted doom has =
left me open and exposed, to every sickness, every fallacy that`s going =
around, I will not succumb to the belief that others hold that there is =
no defense against infection, as I`ve been told. We`re tolerant to the =
wrongs, dealt out with regularity, our toxic level is drawn from sheer =
lack of humanity.
Submitted by: Mel