no one has found me because I have put up the power shield.

The shield of mentor
The shield of old timer.
The shield of weight.
The shield of really bad clothes
The shield of too smart know it all.

I have been so lonely.
I have been so alone.
I draw the curtain of the shield aside a little little bit
and see all of my people out there.

I begin to let myself out.
They are there
Breathe.
Breathe them into me
They are my pieces of God.
Each one, as they look out from their power shield draperies.