"Ethical Concerns"
I Dream Of A Future
Where There Are No
Apathies, There Are No
Strangers
A Place Where My FEllow Man
Is Kind To Me,
And I To Him.
A Place Where
We Aren't All Strangers
Too Busy and Cold To
Help one Another. I Live
For The Day When MY
Fellow Humans Look
 Me In The Eyes, And
 Smile.  All The Time.
Simple Greetings.  Smiles.
I wander through their
marketplace, i know it well
they don't want to have
anything to do with me,
and i dont want to have
anything to do with them.
It makes me want to cry.
Mutual apathy breaks my
heart.  I am Standoffish
in public because i am a
stranger, and a grownup
and a woman.  I wish I
Had A Baby To Hold,
I Wish I Could Go Soft
And Cry At Movies, I
Wish I Could Go To One.
I Look at the five-inch
cockroach above my head
that interrupts my praying.
I Look to the cieling
to pray to my Father God
In HEaven, and as i let my
burdens feel easy and steady and
i am about to cast my cares on God,
A Huge Cockroach Crawls across
the ceiling over my bed where i lay
and i conclude that god
Doesn't like me.  That God
Doesn't want to hear
My Prayers, that he doesn't
like me.  I do my best, but I
I Wonder About God,
When I Look Around Me
And See All This American
Culture.  I Wish I could find
a little house in the country
and never have to deal
with the city
again.
In JEsus Name,
AMEN