No prophetic prose or clever verse have I to offer you
or
put with pen to paper as I customarily do.
What can I say about a year in which I felt such loss and disgrace?
What loss?
My home, faith, trust, more friends have died
and I’m writing while still displaced.
Yeah,
this year’s perspective is all about me and the anger and pain I feel.
I can’t get it up to think of others right now.
Hey, look, I’m just keepin’ it real!
You want words of inspiration?
Well hell, you’ll just have to wait
‘till I’m outta this funk and “ret’ to go” for the year 2008.