This tired city was somebody’s dream
Billboard horizons as black as they seem
Four level highways across the land
We’re building a home for the family of man
And it’s so hard whatever we are coming to
Yes it’s so hard with so little time
And so much to do
Time running out for the family of man
One man lead us with so much to say
Moving mountains that got in our way
Prayer books and meetings to find a PLAN
Deciding the fate of the family of man
Memories replacing the loves that we’ve lost
Burning our bridges as soon as they’re crossed
Factories built where the rivers ran
And time running out for the family of man
Jack S. Conrad and Paul H. Williams
All is mind
The universe is a mental creation of the all
We have a beautiful world waiting
All we have to do is PLAN
You are our future
Our poor are our experts on need
Please consider
We could all learn something
I love all
Terry Overstreet