morning comes after a night of insomnia

Now to catch up on the rest of day

with our back side to the winds of destiny.

How be it, we lost sight of the last turn of events

that could have changed the world, our lives

and everything we ever ate before going to work

off the weight upon our shoulders,

whose responsibility never shows up on time?

Who decided to include a complete list

of our assets to determine how old age

might catch up to the rest of our days,

and tomorrow, too?

We were not consulted.

The glue that sticks to our ribs.

     C. S. Cholas, August 18, 1996, Edinburg, Texas