Posted by wurdolak on August 31, 2000 at 22:29:53:
"See the blind man,
shooting at the world.
The bullets flying,
they are taking toll.
You better close your eyes,
you better bow your head.
Wait for the richochet"
(Deep Purple, "Child In Time", DEEP PURPLE IN ROCK. 1970)
Kneeling beside you again,
Our Adopted live on through us, and in us.
I would Wake you, I will let you rest,
And gaze at your Unendurable beauty.
You gave me a Castaway,
I gave you a Penny for your thoughts.
I will come to you, if you will,
And Kneel by you with your Adopted.
Who was this child that she was rejected,
Who was this child that she was neglected.
She was a disgrace, an embarrassment, a burden.
Her Best was always second place.
But now, she is Ours. And no one can take Her from us.
We remember her, we accept her,
We Love her.
Dry bones and dust she is to the world,
A casket full of Love, Embalmed in your Compassion.
She will never live for Us,
She will Never die, we will Not forget.
Your still Heart, my hand on yours, I will go now.
I will Cherish you, without possession,
You will be Precious to me, without obsession.
I will come if you Call, without desperation,
I will speak Hours with you, without exasperation.
Love, without lust, will rule my Soul.
For you have been my Courage, you are My Bright Eyed Angel of Life.