A lot of them hurting
Many a heart lays broken - searching
A lot of them cries out
Too many to simply disregard!
Yet they get in your nerve
Witholding understanding they deserve
We often do
We ofteh misjudge
And we say we love them

A lot of them are confused
Neglected, abandoned and used
They crumble within, they fall
Shutting themselves from the world
Alone... utterly alone...

***dec02-2000
my sentiments for GLMs and PLUs from IRC