Given their profession
And the law of averages
It can probably be said
That many are now dead.
A girl writes her confession.
An average memoir
Of lost bras
And the price of vice.
But the dead
Write no memoirs
Of ripped bras
And average men.
K Morris - Poet 
This is very thought provoking, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie.
In Spoonfield they might… And they’d accuse, I think.
I love small poems that are big. Such as this one.
Thank you, Angela. I am so pleased that you like this poem of Mine. Kevin