Sometimes I imagine I'm free...
that I've come thru my conditioning
to the other side
where my choices are really mine.
But then I feel the groundswell
of my society and times
and I become a leaf again
in the torrent of our history
bumping into the other leaves
as we are all carried along...
along to the same problems and illusions
which surround us as we fall.
We're on the apital end of evolution, bound
to what ever final destiny awaits leaves
and their small dreams.
gallagher
22 september 75
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —