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To: MSB who wrote (1229)	12/22/1997 12:05:00 AM
From: MSB	of 2095

UNTO THE LEAST OF THESE 3 a.m. on a bitter cold night Found me tired drive'in home Wearily attacking my predestined path Knowing I'd lose to sleep at last I approached an object looming in the night With icy, iron tressles, a skeletal sight As I searched for rest my eyes saw clear A ghostly glow dancing on the bridge Proceeding to cross, in the middle, I stopped I cut my lights and began to watch The eerie white image shining on the beams No longer did linger my reckless dreams Glancing down river to a clearing of trees A small fire's shadow balleted with the breeze And there huddling the flames the figure of a man A displaced face homeless bound I wondered of him as he cuddled the heat Where was he going what was his name How cruel the world like an unwanted dog His hell . . . alive his heaven far off I could only imagine his thoughts, unknown Twas not for a woman but a morsel of food And maybe a warm place out of the cold Maybe love could heal OUR souls My mind now alert I started my car And I could see HIM the MAN on the cross I felt HIS eyes looking down at me CHEEKS, tear stained; I traveled on. Nakia 1988

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