"And when you pray for us, we can begin to see one another's faces."
Let the just man rebuke me in mercy.
Of my own do tell it me
If there is that harms
To conceal but for these times
Is no impropriety; It is no impropriety
Plowshare instead of arms;
But wise and trenchant rhymes
May now reveal reality.
Messages left under the doormat will be promptly decoded and a response may be issued.