Friday, March 31, 2006

A message...

“I write messages on Money…













It’s my own form of social protest,
A letter printed on paper that no one will destroy,
Passed indiscriminately across race, class and gender lines…

…and written in the blood that keeps the beast alive.

A quiet little high jacking,
On the way to the check-out counter…


…and a federal CRIME!.

I hope that some one will find my message one day,
When they really need it…

Like I do…

You are NOT a Slave!!!!!”