A Vision and a Reflection
Dear sweet child with eyes so kind
I see in your dawn a broken mind
You will hate me when you see me
It will chase you day and night
You will roar to never be me
You’ll fight back though strong is a curse’s might
You will live your fears
You will chase your dreams
You will feel the tears bless your face
And you will pray daily to a King of Kings
Yet still you’ll feel these shackles
Still you will feel these chains
Still you will feel this anger
Still you will feel this pain
Though this fire has burnt you always
This year will change you still
For although you fought with so much hope before
This year you will know that it was not real
Yes sweet child, even now I see you
I hear you, I dream you more than ever
I’ve failed you sweet child
But know that momma believes one day you will get better
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