When the sun rolls her eyes A soft whisper reminds him You’re home free once you lay inside
Barbed wires and lilac thieves He's cloaked from head to toe The Promised Land saws at his knees
Raising her head, she cries Only not for stars or dreams But to fill as though she is ten, not five
It’s the destination, not the journey they say Preaching as though you don’t have soil to stay
Listening into the black and white picture screen Ripples draped in red They are not called she, he, only thing
Stripped of Care Consideration Left less than animals
Tell me again why you believe this man covered in cloth Is any less than the man who hides behind a rock
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