when I was born
they throw away the baby
kept the afterbirth
life was cursed afterbirth
I learned to fly
on broken wings heartfelt
I learned to sing
to soulful gift everything
for some souls
there can be no happy
ever after plaster
no applied quick fix plaster
burn on a passion cross
gift redemption love never
eat sleep drink in peace
intolerant societies forsake peace
touch lead lost souls
into a better rebirth forever after
post individual disasters
traumatic community disasters
there must be an angelic light
a voice to redeem sing
us home to an eternity bright
an inheritance eternity of light
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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