 As we are traveling down life's road; what do we see, what do we know? The man on the tractor plowing his field, is it harvest or sorrow he's sowing with zeal? The young man passing you fast in his car on his way to a date; or a suicide world. The lady out shopping in her blue Mercedes Was she begging for mercy last night on her knees? The handsome couple with their son on the slide does he know that is dad is planning to die? The people we pass as we go on our way do we know for certain, what's in their day? Are we so wrapped up in our own fear and shame that we tend to forget, we're all in this game. As you're crossing the street don't be afraid look at the people, don't look away. By looking at others and feeling their pain, we have nothing to lose and every thing to gain. Kathalise Martin Written Fall of 1979 |