Shelter keeps harm far away. Shelter is where one finds a way To safety and a place of trust; The shelter itself cannot bust Up into thousands of pieces, Tearing flesh and leaving creases In the flowing fabric of life; Shelter doesn’t stab in the back with a knife. Shelter is sturdy and strong and holds; Solid, dependable without hidden molds Which rot from within and destroy the place Just when one needs relief and grace; In illusion we seek...