Sunday, May 8, 2011

Give it Freely

That meek old man whom you call "Father", whom you embrace
That indifferent woman that you make fun of right in her face

All he regales are years of wisdom in an effort to change his past
She claims he should be disregarded; someone should shut him up fast

He holds his ground, that you should not strike
You should love your kids and do what's right

Everyone just laughs him off, thinking lightly off his plight
For he should know, he hurt me dearly every night
and I loved him so, despite the fight

She was cold, and hated well
and with each blow, I embraced hell
I tasted blood and lost my way
I felt the pain and fell astray

They let me go when I was very young
Not feeling guilt, they felt no wrong

They closed their eyes to all I did
And with each day, I closed each lid

Against the pain, the tears, and wrong
Each passing day, I grew and I kept it strong

I hear his voice, I recall her tears
Even now, after all these years

I love my babes, Now I understand
That if you love you should never lay a hand

Yes, I learned well:

Pain never recovers fault
Disregard never claims nor halts
Memories will always come and go
And given time, you will let it go...

Give love freely... allow them to grow...
When I am ashes, then you will know...

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