To You who long to see this planet live long in Beauty…

You who choose to be an Individual.

You who have been beaten down and have arisen to fight again.

You who Create…Art in any form…
painters, poets, composers, dancers, photographers,
performers, musicians, songwriters, singers…
especially You.

Writers who have, thru your Art and Craft,
enlightened your friends, family and audiences.

To You who hold down a job and keep yourself afloat
and create Art and jam when you can…

To You who scream bloody murder in the nights of despair,
only to rise in the morning, so tired you can’t think,
yet get it together and trudge on, out the door,
so you can make money… somewhere.

You who stand on a high hill overlooking the sea…
and signal to Cupid riding the battleships of war.

You who sit at an open window, alone in a cabin,
looking out at an endless flowered meadow,
as the wind gently blows in.

You who cherish the written word…
the spoken word and the song sung.

To You… Super-Brave Ones,
the unseen and unbelievably tortured souls
who at this moment are being horribly forced and brutalized,
and need someone,
A Good Samaritan, a Cop, a Soldier, an Angel of Mercy
to carry them out of harms way into Liberty.

To You who pray for Peace.

To All who know the majesty of this life, this opportunity:

TO WILL FOR GOOD
AND TO HOLD ALOFT THE BANNER
“THE PROCLAMATION OF TRUTH IS FEARLESS”

To You All I am Dedicated.

I, BRUTE FORCE,
Your Servant