I Can Almost Understand Why People Leap

I Wanted The Whole World Or Nothing.

It’s The Order Of Things: Each One Gets A Taste Of Honey Then The Knife.

I Am Ashamed To Be A Member Of The Human Race But I Don't Want To Add Any More To That Shame, I Want To Scrape A Little Of It Off.

It Is All Ash And Dry Leaves And Grief Gone Like An Ocean Liner.

I Only Want Sweet Peace And Kindliness When I Awaken -- But There's Always Some Finger Pointing, Telling Me Some Terrible Deed I Committed During The Night. It Seems I Make A Lot Of Mistakes And It Seems That I Am Not Allowed Any.