To Oppression, Plundering And Abandonment, We Respond

Amputees Suffer Pains, Cramps, Itches In The Leg That Is No Longer There. That Is How She Felt Without Him, Feeling His Presence Where He No Longer Was.

His Place Was Always Set At The Table, In Case He Rturned From The Dead Without Warning .

He Did Not Dare To Console Her, Knowing That It Would Have Been Like Consoling A Tiger Run Thru By A Spear.

He Repeated Until His Dying Day That There Was No One With More Common Sense, No Stonecutter More Obstinate, No Manager More Lucid Or Dangerous, Than A Poet.

Life Had Already Given Him Sufficient Reasons For Knowing That No Defeat Was The Final One.