Proverb� #2

A Poem by Legacy

A time expressed - Beginning to end

Characterized by expression {Resistance Obscured}

Invasion of cold air - Unsealed Winter Solace

© 2008 Legacy

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Kenji Light

This is a very interesting proverb. I have been reading through a couple of things that you've posted and I think that you are quite philosophical. Everything you've written that I've read so far has provoked deep thoughts. I suppose that is why you have been working feverishly with your group in order to inspire thoughts to change the way that Child Protective Services is run. I have recently watched the movie August Rush and I think that it really pushed me to join your group. I really respect what those children who grew up in foster homes and in the custody of the state had to go through because it certainly isn't easy to live without your parents to guide and teach you. When all you know is the same room lined with bunk beds, every meal the same inexpensive slop, each day routine- planned out to the very second. Where you get no allowance, you always have a bed time that is non-negotiable, and at eighteen you are kicked out regardless of your means to survive. You're doing a great thing and I'm with you. You know your stuff. Now, onto the actual poem. It's brief but packed with meaning. I especially loved the last line because it evoked the most thought from me. Because this change to winter suddenly chilled me with both realization and of course, a pseudo-feeling of cold that was provoked by "Invasion of cold air." Good job! -Kenji Light