I greet you well with fraternal energies The same I remain whose words spoken have caused you degrees of discomfort, angst Forgiveness to myself Forgiveness for your transgressions Now is the only moment there is I live now Today in the land of smoke and mirrors where memories of good deeds grow short as pinky fingers of premature babies so small are viewed cynically where ills are celebrated I am the mirror maker... Mirror reflection brings joy as I sing songs of forebears “Pray on with freed conscience, pray on.” Prey I am not, neither predator I am the mirror maker in smoky hazy land of smoke and mirror I love you now Now is the only moment there is... Week after week there is killing in the streets. Heartless acts destroying our beautiful rock blood-stained city, with criminals that rob, steal and kill, without pity, regardless of age gender or nationality, It’s more than a tragedy when children are constantly killed irrationally. It’s hard to fathom, the wicked acts that are carried out by these merciless hoodlums each day, it’s heart-rending and frustrating, how evil can be so antagonising, yet criminals find these gruesome and disgusting acts so rewarding. Children are screaming from fear, terrified of the callous acts they see and hear. It’s appalling, how innocent babies are targets of death and destruction, the recipients of heartless actions by the disturbed and twisted minds of criminals, who continue to murder the future robbing our precious children of a bright hope for tomorrow. A solution is needed, the shadows of crime have to be eradicated so that peace can become a permanent resident.