...The she remembered those who
She called "friend," and who
Had taken her hand -
When all along it was her
Freely offered love they
Chose to steal
Betrayed, she called upon
The winds to save
Her name...
And WindSong Came...
(c) 2 March 1987
First "published" on the wall of my room at the alternative art gallery, 11 East Ashland in Phoenix