One day while walking down The Street love and respect Bumped into the liar and the thief two pair of pairs eyeing each other bewildered Shifting feet filling the Street with awkward stares what we've become eyeing what we've done where we've been Sizing up where we're headed no words to exchange in the Surprise love and the liar respect and the thief Simmering moving round one another while flames from the sewers began to rise in the streets the city streets once cruel with daylight had somehow come to life alive that similar moment when sunset turns into twilight and then the day, it dies to empty out the noontime moon's reflection instead of lies protections by respect the difference between stealing time and loving life it is hard to understand the dance of these four watching from the the ceiling of the liar or from the floor of the thief they don't need the help of pride they are a perfect team alone But love and respect depend upon humility to make each other their own whole to show up as one So there are two there are really three and when there are two one is all you can see love and respect have more friends they need more help they wait on truth the liar and the thief know only youth and rumors of truth a collection of light faced with the black holes of the five and thirteen year old a struggle that started in a bottle of gin the stench in the street of the wreckage made us all wonder if they would win and then truth showed up talking through the drunk of gin pointing out the aftermath again and again and again then light peeked in it's curious way what have we here what you see is what you get truth said it's a mess it's debris but love and respect are coming . Thank god you're here now at least I can finally see So they began the task of Clearing a path But my God 26 years of wreckage moving Sounded like thunder While the liar and the theif Sat laughing in the heap . instead of wreckage . they called it plunder . and mostly it stayed dark the light only coming in flashes right before the thunder of the clean up crew truth smoking cigarettes on the heap switching to whisky from gin never noticing an end never guessing they could pay now or pay later because mister time is nobody's friend and all are in debt to him from the beginning of the beginning to the end of the end . those flashes of light started lasting longer Sometimes they lasted through the whole night and when the thunder got too loud they would Scurry to a corner of the city still in a shroud Somewhere where pride could be proud where youth could be young the liar told lies and the thief stole stuff . They started running out of dark it was like noon time drinking they could never find a place to park So now they were shadows on the run hiding in shadows even at night Searched for watched by the full moon's light . truth and light started calling old friends when it looked like they could sight the end the moon's noon brought reflection while the liar and he thief took up a suicide collection truth started piling on the weight of the world furiously charging humility to jack up his floor so it could the bending knee . Desire will and action showed up first Carrying life on their backs while the stealing lies shopped for a comfortable hearse ... I was turning into quite an affair truth intolerant as usual insisting the dust get out of the air and who came next regret showed up and was courteously reminded that he wasn't invited the divine showed up to calm everybody down and to get things going he was in such a hurry he forgot to grab his crown forgiveness showed up toward the end... reality showed up in the middle truth was so glad to see him knowing just popped in and out and in and out like knowing does fear was chased out Imagination and Idea came but couldn't hook up with that busy busy action, The Producer of Fame jesus came and went a time or two donating blood when the demons stormed through mourning and sadness could would not be kept away of course they brought grief . . . so much in the city had changed . . . Hope was a dazzle to behold But there are rumors of the liar hiding in her dress, in the folds Unfortunately discernment Still hasn't showed But that's okay because Time has taken a Special Interest in this project And is running things a little faster than usual. ADS 16 jun 2005 - 17 jun 2005 thurs/fri