



"...humbled" mumbled the country girl submersed in the city life To live to learn your wage you earn by the experience of strife What greater gift coming through the amiss knowing now the new Yet return to root though educations not moot for growth becomes truth All are equal not good nor evil separates us from one another Kneel with your brethren, sisters, and children there is no "other" Heal your hearts mend the mars-ugliness is the lovelessness we play to We are one in the same all broken all lame; humble the devisive nature Photographer J. Brooks