"Just let him go Cheyla, we have a mission here."
Peace is but a shadow of death,
Desperate to forget its painful past.
And though we hope for promising years,
After shedding a thousand tears,
Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears.
Unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies it remains alone.
Last edited by Tie Guy; 11-11-2002 at 02:43 PM.