This Time I Have
6/14/98
Somewhere between now and then
Then and now or in the end
This time I have to shape and bend
Bend the truth, sometimes pretend
To sort out questions I have asked
Ask for reasons, truths are masked
Consulting mentors from times past
To focus fact from fiction vast
I search my conscience, warped but true
Truely sometimes thoughts are blue
Chaos creates paths in you
Wisdom dictates routes you choose
Introspective meetingplace
To calm the demons we must face
Until next time I'll keep my faith
Although all doubts are not erased