Fairing High Poem by Melvina Germain

I live in fear, all through the night.
Held in a cage, a gruesome sight.
Bound in chains, poor weary me,
Staring the fat old pigs of society.

My wrath has come, for this I see,
I’m the poor man now with no degree.
My eyes doth cease, no words I know,
Our degradation continues to grow.

Prepare me dear father for another world,
My body is dead, my mind is sour.
Embrace my soul, to you I belong,
Oh listen my Father, to our Gospel Song.

Fair well cruel earth, you raped my soul.
But my Fathers words were there to hold.
I stand in awe of his helping hand,
And know his love, will never thee band.

I look high and low, from Heaven to earth.
And realize, I was born with worth.

So I stand among, the earthlings many,
And know I fare more than a penny.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: April 26/2013