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Angel of Change

I am not only a man
beyond this fixed up beauty
I am a creation of the world
A life with feelings
the intellectual being
That spun itself a heart
from the tears of the living
But even I see with worried eyes
For I've witnessed the pain of evil
with ever-pouring blood flows a river
in it bathe the souls of demoralized people
shamed to even call my self civil.
I fix my hair, I dress up with care
and I wash my face daily
Never shall I stand in the shadow
of this worlds moral disgrace
where the world is cold and dark
where people act from profit only
never from the voices of their hearts
not even in the cries of a dying world
will they find reason to change.
When I held my child in my arms
and she clung to me for protection
did I know I am an angel of god
and I must find a way to change.


Bunden vers (Rim) av Tjeckspeare
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Publicerad 2009-10-26 09:17

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