Down In The Ravine - Poem by Damian Baker
Mother of Jesus; who wore the crown.
When needed mostly, you came around.
You’re called The Virgin Mary, why do they call you that.
Never mind the question; you don’t need to answer that fact.
There is broken ice around me, now I’m beginning to freeze
We are in the midst of winter, there is no summer breeze
I know why you came, because I am scared and cold.
Go back and get my hat, if I may be so bold.
My mom is here to save me; that much I think you see.
I am really scared and frightened, of this icy creek.
You let me go so quickly, now I’m beginning to freeze.
Mother placed her arms around me, to put my pain at ease.
My friends stood watching from up above, but then they disappeared
They’re not really my friends; they would’ve stayed if they cared.
They ran away like children, but that much they are.
I think they follow the leader, who now has gone too far.
I did what I was told to do, but yet it felt so wrong
I am still alive today because I am so strong.
I went and got what belongs to me; what they called a stupid hat.
Did I believe my hat was stupid; I’ll let you ponder that.
As I walk down the path of this scene to the ravine
I felt scared, but yet I never screamed
They sent me down in danger; who in their right mind would do that.
Of course I did it, but it was a stupid act.
You came and saved me, but I don’t know who you are.
The place that you came from, was it near or far?
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