Clearly, I'm so nearly on the cusp of breaking bread,
That on the morrow I will borrow any words that need be said.
From in my heart, to in my head and all the things we do forget,
I will surely, never poorly, fight this inner wraith to death.
Because I read that when I lead I did nothing to portray,
A heroin or superman or anything that saved the day.
Oh, by the way, If I may, I must interject at this -
I never could write you out of my own life, or forget his...
We need paradigms to shift.