[mkirkpatrick]

Concrete cayons filling all space,mighty eddefices of human disgrace,tables groaning with
so much food,while millons starve,with no shelter.we go to sleep in 5 star grace,an awful
balance out of kelter,we are all spirraling to hell,like a helter-skelter.

A little ode my brother,on observing all these 5 star hotels,here in maderia,there is enough food here in 5 dozen hotels,to keep a small country for a week!


regards michael.