Am I secure? My daughter asked last week,
who runs and bikes and hikes alone, for pure
unsullied pleasure, smart and never meek.
Am I secure?

Her path was barricaded then, for sure
there’d been a random stabbing near the creek.
A homicide dictated a detour.

I sympathized, for circumstance can wreak.
Yet one can’t stay at home. I said – Endure,
and be alert. But waste no words to speak,
“Am I secure?”