Should I write another letter
that will likely never get read...

An unwritten rule
may be such a cruel...

Utopia is a place in our minds and hearts
The soul of the city and state that is ideal...

I'd love to go to Holy Lands, in my heart,
When turmoil ceases, and the peace has returned...

They're some events we shouldn't forget
Like the time that you and I first met...

If my words
may not be many...

If you do read this
imagine how hearts have beat...

First total in the states
for thirty-eight years...

Verses were meant to be free
Yet dreams may be structured...

I hope one day you are a great healer
full of the love of which you are the source...

It has been said
revenge is sweet...

Of the kinds of justice there may be two
The vigilantes avoid the process due...