it doesn’t hurt any more. or less. i’ve learned to walk around it. i've learned to leave it as i found it. and eventually it will go away. just like you have. and i can say that things are better off this way. though i confess. when mail still comes. all i can do. is mark it not at this address. it doesn’t hurt any more. it doesn’t hurt any less. it’s disgraceful. the way you’ve behaved. yet somehow. you’ve remained unscathed. it’s appalling. or it’s absurd. so won’t you tell me it’s not what i’ve heard. please tell me. it gets under your guard. a pang of conscience. short but hard. an uneasy feeling under your skin. a sneaking suspicion that won’t give in. don’t tell me you’re over that. we haven’t even scratched the surface. we haven’t even got started. don’t say you’ve heard it all before. when what you mean is. you don’t want to hear it anymore. it seemed simple enough at the time. defying logic and commonsense. they said the rules had changed. they didn’t say that now it was another game. the outcome already determined. and you still halfway through your sermon. getting all fired up. while they were leaving with the cup. one more honest man and his money are parted. you lost before you even got started. if nelson mandela met aung san suu kyi. oh what a day. what a day it would be. because we’re all looking to be free. looking for someone to believe. if nelson mandela met aung san suu kyi. if they just free to walk down the street. and laugh about movies they watched on tv. talk about the weather. and swap recipes. and you know they would find a way. through this dangerous age. through the violent haze. to the clear blue sea. if nelson mandela met aung san suu kyi. if aung san suu kyi met nelson mandella. he’s quite a fella. that nelson mandela. a heart without hate. a world of my dreams. if nelson mandela met aung san suu kyi. and on that day we could all sing in key. in perfect harmony. and then maybe we could all get some peace. if nelson mandela met aung san suu kyi.