I see myself reflectedin the barred window.My face up against the glass.I'd plead, but I've lost the words.Too numb.Too shaken.An eerie quietPervades ..
And you keep up the aurasurrounding yourselfin a sense of mystery.The ladies are entranced,but should they try to get closerthe mystery isn't over.You..
Pass it along.One to the next.Excuses abound."It's not MY problem.""Someone else will take care of IT."Too often the "it" is not an it.But a Person.Th..