And What Does Anyone Know

I Have Arranged My Little Life.

I Found When I Was A Child That If I Put The Hurt Into Words, It Would Go.

They Say When Trouble Comes Close Ranks, And So The White People Did.

You Imagine The Carefully Pruned, Shaped Thing That Is Presented To You Is Truth. That Is Just What It Isn't. The Truth Is Improbable, The Truth Is Fantastic; It's In What You Think Is A Distorting Mirror That You See The Truth.

No Past To Make Us Sentimental, No Future To Embarrass Us...a Difficult Moment When You Are Out Of Practice - A Moment That Makes You Go Cold, Cold And Wary.