Sarajevo, hurricanes, the Simpson case....
I switch my car radio off. I pray.
Red light. Pedestrians cross, hunched
against the rain. Now without warning
a woman's face presses against my window.
Her eyes are wells of caring as she shouts,
''Cheer up! You should be smiling - SMILING!''
Then she is gone before the light turns green.
The rain stops at last. The thunder leaves
its white wound trembling on the air.
I drive to a field, park the car, and run
into the sudden sun. Recalling the woman,
I pledge aloud never to lose my cheer.
Truly alone, I learn to smile again.