09/11/21

There was a child
There was a boy
There was a ghost

Who spoke of love
Who spoke of truth
Who spoke of forgiveness

Without knowing it.
Without meaning it.
Without knowing the meaning.

He clung to her,
The wild healer.

He clung to her,
The delicate fairy.

He clung to her,
The sweet girl.

And took,
And took,
And took,

Took all he could steal.

And she gave
And she gave
And she gave

Gave all that she could give.

Until he showed her his heart.

A pit
A ravine
An abyss.

Where he carelessly scattered

All her delicate gifts
All her soft pleas
All her earnest prayers;

As if it were dung. 

A man who was blind.
A man who was maimed.
A man who was dead.

And couldn’t understand the treasure bestowed on him.

They killed his heart,
when he was a child.

They tore his soul,
when he was a babe.

They stole his feelings,
when he was hurt.

A man that loves like a child.
A man that hurts like a child.
A man that thinks like a child.

Give me,
Give me,
Give me more.

But never ask me for anything.

But pretty words,
But pretty pictures,
But pretty lies,

To fill up my empty life.
To fill up my social media.
To fill up my addiction.

Always on the lookout 

For another delicate face,
For another sad girl
For another loving mother,

To escape my loneliness.

Oh beautiful longing
Oh beautiful prayer
Oh beautiful heart

Let me break you in tiny pieces.

A child trapped in a man
A ghost trapped in flesh.
A man trapped in a boy.

Such beautiful words, you told me.
Such pretty lies, you told me.
Such gentle prayers, you told me.

To steal my gentlest warmth.
To steal my innermost treasure.
To steal my softest secret.

To grind them into dust.

And watch my tears,
And watch my grief,
And watch my pain.

Tears always make you smile.
Tears always make you high.
Tears always make you love.

And you loved my tears…

But no more.

The she-wolf is baring her teeth.
The witch is carving her holy ground.
The queen is unsheathing her sword.

A volcano erupting
A wolf howling
A harpie shrieking.

Righteous anger.

How much more would you like from this 

Innocent
Trusting
Loving

Girl?

Who else will you prey with your pretty lies?

Lies,
Lying lies,
He lies and lies.

And swears he is honest.

Beware, beware
of breaking an innocent heart.

Beware, beware,
of stealing a trusting heart.

Beware, beware,
of hurting a loving soul.

For they are in the protection of the Creator.

The tired healer smiles….

The one who lies to himself,
speaks the truth to others.

The one who lies to others,
speaks the truth to himself.

Never knowing the difference between truth and lies.

Is it a lie if you believe it?
Is it a lie if you told it to yourself?
Is it a lie if you swear it’s true?

And that was all the Truth she needed.

Let him remain trapped in his lies.
Let him remain trapped in his pain.
Let him remain trapped in his dream.

And let the birds fly off,

The robin,
The great tit,
And the sparrows

Mighty warriors of the soul
Gentle messengers of the soul
Constant companion of the soul

are free.

And I shall fly away….
Never to return.