Eclipsing beauty with confusion

 
   "Eclipsing beauty with confusion"
   
   Hit the streets this morning, talking to the Gentiles--ya know what I mean.  Anyway, the beauty is overwhelming--if you just look.  The giant stocking grocery shelves with a smile, the cool black dude bringing beer to the freezer, and the angel girl going in and out of reality.
   They say the rich man is beauty--in some cases.  Very rare however.  They say blacks should hate whites.  They say whites should hate blacks.  We've forgotten that once, we all kinda loved each other, way back before God lit our candles.  Remember who you are; next, you will see the beauty of the worker and the Italian guy who sings happy birthday to a kid, and with no pressure mind you.
   On the way home from this super-reality, the cars were flashing their lights.  A motorcycle cop with his mirror shades to intimidate.  Motorcycle cops are usually very cool.  But doesn't he know:  the flock is rushing and scrambling to make Ends Meat--the disabled delinquent on errands for his family and the old lady who can barely see above the steering wheel.  No one needs extra taxes or deductions for just being all too human--and not all of us are.  And even if you are, you still can accomplish anything, if sprouting from the True Branch.  Are you picking up what I'm putting down?