johnny reeves’ mother

slipped me a letter

when she came in the store to do her shopping.

i think johnny’s in trouble,

she wrote. i caught him with

a schoolgirl, she wrote. he said he was teaching her

about the good book,

but it looked like something different to me.

he’s a good son, she wrote,

but he’s been awful

quick to anger lately.

i know how important that klan is to my johnny,

she wrote.

maybe you men could see to helping him,

lost lamb that he is,

maybe

you

could lead him back to

god’s pasture.