Why do I have to fight you,
Just to find out who you are?
The bread crumbs left behind,
Too difficult to endure.
...
Am I not trust worthy?
Is there any you can trust?
Broken and shattered you are.
In fact just a little girl.
...
Well my pursuit is finished,
But my hope remains.
When you need a helping hand,
Simply call out my name.
...
All have been hurt and want to be known.
But it takes courage to risk for seeds to be sown.
...
<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© May 2015
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