Working in a clustered enviroment

Whales in the bathroom.
Great big beautiful white whales
Smashing huge holes in the walls
bricks flying from ear to ear of the room

Ghosts in the hallway
concentrating hard on moving objects
the unknown shadows growing in the corners
invisible sources of energy
listening to us

Light in the Dark
the only hope we have left,
when the whales are smashing
and the ghosts are swallowing our silence
little flickers of the candle
the green light on our handsets
the hallway light at 5.00am
the red sun bursting through our windows

we know we can still make the finish.

I have been told..

Do people lie to save themselves?
Probably, but I have this little theory that you can lie to save others too.
Protection,is the greatest sacrifice. Like a mother protects her children from the truth and reality of war, of the politics that are sending our country into a state of obnoxious catastrophe. Like a man will tell his wife to sleep tight as he stays awake worrying about the rougher parts of reality. Like the wonderful Caryl Churchill wrote Seven Jewish Children, about carefully moving a child from one part of the country to another without explaining why.
But the one's who lie are always the ones who suffer, no matter who is getting saved in the long run.
But, what else is there to do? You cannot burden a child with the truth all at once, and tear away innocence from them, deprive them of a little happiness before they fill their shoes and go out into the world to see for themselves, what a terrible, terrible state we are in.
Never the less, I am sorry.