What would you do to continue the kiss of freedom?
To shield the delicate evolution of human affection,
To protect the birth of love and chastity.
Even in it's naked babe of growth and learning?
What would you do to maintain the safety of devotion
To that which we feel created us? Gives us home. And blesses
us with seeds to carry on.
In the throes of Humanity we can only grasp
The remember of what we once were
I still hold tight to the evidence being born daily!
Making us still more capable with each breath.
I am compelled to guard heavy with iron resolve, our young,
our old, our growing both in between. For all those that
offer a heartseat and look lovingly into the face of human
Forgive me Lord, As even I, a Mother, would gate my core
Fortressed with a mile of steel impenetrable
By anything known.
Just to see that my Children and Your Children go untouched.
With the last shred of my dignity and strength.
In the name of life and for all the trust still clinging
To the lap of satiny softness, reaching out to fellow man.
For no evil will make me let go of the hand I will hold.
No mad man will tear from me my hope that all creatures,
great and small, deserve to feel safe
In the seat of their birthright.
As for me...I would claw all evil into a smear that would
only be recognizable by the open mouthed scream left for
others to see in warning.
Does that make me less of a woman? A mother? A caring soul?
If so, Iím afraid I must then return to the rib of man
And become part of his life-force
That helps to hold up the right hand for freedom.
For I do not want to be faced with that image
And Iím not afraid to carry it out.
Forgive me and guide me to your lap Oh Lord I pray.
[This message has been edited by rwood (edited 09-16-2001).]