I kissed the mist of leftover blood on my tongue when you sang
How sweetly your voice did sound against the rain
Against the thunder
Against your mother
How dare you!
To still bring about silent thunder
Quiet against the grain of your skin
Even then still so soft
I continue to ponder
About the thought of sancuary
Something so sacred and legendary
I could fall to my knees
If I had any
Let the light that is leading reign
Embrace true victory
Stay

I strive for a great escape.

In Heaven,
Human love
Needs
Divine distilling.

Teach a child to beg--
And he will grow with self-pity.
Surviving...
For his self only.

Teach a child to live with dreams--
And he will spring up like a tree.
Nurtured by the world's challenges...
Growing,
For himself.
Living,
For others.