mhauck@ihuxk.UUCP (M.J.H) (10/22/83)
The Dream 10-21-83 As I drove across the road underconstruction I saw the time of this worlds destruction A road unused for decades by man In the now desolate land The snow unshoved from walks glistened You can hear the death cry if you listen Houses, dead and devoid of human inhabitants Calls and screams of the world gone rampant As I drove my heart broke This world has created a great yoke We chose the road of complete destruction For the remnant to start the re-construction To repeat this cycle of growth It is the end that I loath Maybe we will learn to not to fear Or else this earth will disappear. Mary Hauck