Oh, great spirit, enter me
and tell me where to go from here
in words distinct and clear.
Tell me how to get beyond the fear
that so envelopes this society.
Show me how to heal this pain
that seems to grow somehow
within the greater scheme of things,
and brings with it into reality
the greatest misery of all.
My soul, how is it I was born
into this day and age?
When all I am screams out
in sorrow and in rage
for all the lies so many live,
when all the best they have to give
lies fallow somewhere deep beneath
the closed-off masks they wear
and roles they choose to play.
So, please, great spirit,
and tell me where to go from here,
for all Iíve learned has vanished
into the storms of warring nature
that this flesh now brings to bear;
separate, yet too, abiding
in the very heart of me.
And the one
I care most dearly for
cries out to me
for just these answers too . . .
? Michaelette ?
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