Arc of history, broad and long,Good and evil, comes and goes,Tyrants, benevolent leaders too,Morality often hangs by threadsBut…
Or maybe you had togiven the other optiondriving somewhere far south of downtown Winnipeg in the middleof the night
SometimesI find myself(if you can call me found)At a lossFor what I’m seeking
it wasn't the alcoholit was your highrunning in my bloodthat I stood on top of…
“You say nothing ?”
And what should I tell you? That it does not matter? That these are things that happen? That…