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Sunday, 7 October 2012
Too Late
Now Playing: Too Late
Topic: Too Late
I knew not a thing the day I was born
As a teen I learned that the world was torn
My middle years busy, I just had no time
Then epiphany came with my death toll chime
 
(hulitoons)

Posted by hulitoons at 12:07 PM EDT
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Dust Motes
Now Playing: Dust Motes
Topic: Dust Motes
dust motes scurry
mess-laughing flurries
 
I know you're there
 but I frankly don't care
 
(hulitoons)

Posted by hulitoons at 11:53 AM EDT
Updated: Sunday, 7 October 2012 2:02 PM EDT
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Saturday, 6 October 2012
Human Critter
Now Playing: Human Critter
Topic: Human Critter
I do not know how critters might think
but being human is a troublesome drink.
While some critters flee to the freedom sky,
humans are shackled in wheres, whens and whys.
 
(hulitoons)

Posted by hulitoons at 9:08 PM EDT
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Hello Nose
Now Playing: Hello Nose
Hello to the nose upon my face
I see you daily in mirrored case,
the halls through which I breathe and sneeze
and jail-hairs trap invaders please!
 
hulitoons

Posted by hulitoons at 6:04 PM EDT
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Friday, 5 October 2012
SilentTone
SilentTone
 
You rang me up, e-mailed me quotes,
you knocked my door and there left notes.

Non-stop you've been to preach your way,
pressed your ideas both night and day.

I see your face and hear your voice
but understand we all have choice.

What you believe is yours alone
and so are mine down to the bone.

I do not preach the truths I hold.
that are to me as brightest gold.

You may see mine as oddly dark
while I see yours as meager-stark.

Your 'god' is yours and mine is mine
no matter how we might define.

Respect we must what others view
no matter what beliefs or hue,

as long as 'truth' does not cause harm,
let each hold fast their private charm.

I ask you then to hold your own
and kindly preach in Silent Tone.

hulitoons 10/5/12

Posted by hulitoons at 7:46 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 5 October 2012 11:09 AM EDT
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