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Will I ever be understood
Will I ever be seen and known
Will I ever be loved as lover
As I reach out to ship-wrecked hearts
On a string pulled from the womb of my blessings
Birthed daily from the tentacles of rapacious darkness
I cry out for trust and reverence
First of all
A box is a man-made construction
Straight lines and rigid
And yes
It could contain all those evils
Being man-made it often does
Let loose myriads of pains
With hammer and nails over land and sea
Coffin constructs
Repartee of revenge against my gifts
Destroyed creating misery's children
As for me
I hold only a honey-vase of gifts
An orchard of fruits
And yes freely
There are no forbidden ones
But you plundered too much
And fenced off the rest for the few
While the multitude lives on delusive hope
Their eternal spur and yoke
Will I ever be understood
Will I ever be seen and known
Will I ever be loved as lover
As I reach out to ship-wrecked hearts
On a string pulled from the womb of my blessings
Birthed daily from the tentacles of rapacious darkness
I cry out for trust and reverence
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-12-19 11:01:29
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