'THE WAY THRU THE WOODS' Please walk in my shoes. Not just a mile, however; Walk 'til your feet bleed. We each hack a path; Our own way thru life's forest. Fearful, dark, deadly. Sword in hand, we fight; Your demons and foes ain't mine And mine are not yours. 'Til you've trod my path And I've done the same with yours? Let's withhold judgement.