The Report


A PLACE TO PAINT AND WRITE

A PLACE TO PAINT AND WRITE (Photo credit: roberthuffstutter)

I have seen who I am.

I hated the report.

A hermit, a recluse, an abomination to man.

Each man is the product of his own history.

Yet each day dawns anew.

Since I am what I am,

Lord, what can I do for you?