Friday, October 15, 2010

holacost.

when I came that night, and you were crying
you said you saw moses
you said he washed you,and pured you
and covered you with roses

you were wearing an old ragged night gown
crying and shivring in the nook
I attempted to pull you away
your shattered parts I strook

you said you were drowning,
and he came and saved you
his holly touch
and all your sorrows he threw


yet the memory's
of a whole in which you and your loved ones burned
despite his holly touch
always returned

made by men in green suits
and special greetings
lacking a heart
our souls there depleting

i sit by your side
and hold you near
I wish I could guide
I wish I could  drench your fear.

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