This Is A Photo As I Would

Ordinary People Simply Don't Know What Books Mean To Us, Shut Up Here. Reading, Learning, And The Radio Are Our Amusements.

I Long To Ride A Bike, Dance, Whistle, Look At The World, Feel Young And Know That I'm Free, And Yet I Can't Let It Show. Just Imagine What Would Happen If All Eight Of Us Were To Feel Sorry For Ourselves Or Walk Around With The Discontent Clearly Visible On Our Faces. Where Would That Get Us?

Why Can't People Live With Each Other In Peace? Why Must Everything Be Destroyed? Why Must People Go Hungry While Surplus Food Elsewhere In The World Rots Away? Oh Why Must People Be So Crazy?

I Don't Believe That The Big Men, The Politicians And Capitalists Alone, Are Guilty Of War. Oh No, The Little Man Is Just As Guilty, Otherwise The Peoples Of The World Would Have Risen In Revolt Long Ago!

Our Lives Are Fashioned By Our Choices. First We Make Our Choices. Then Our Choices Make Us.