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.