Chapter 109
Fix Me
Fix me?
I'm not broken
Why would you fix me
Have I misspoken
As each day dawns
I often dread
Things that happen
Things that are said
There are many who fear
My very existence
Especially those who
Put up a – resistance
It is very cruel
Unkind and mean
To treat someone
Like a mindless machine
When you know it is time
For something about me to fix
You had better come armed
With more than a crucifix
Nobody