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Left unsaid, left unsung Out in the cold on the bottom rung Denied, defied, defiled, decried, undeified We gave a berth wide Around You whom we haven't wanted to see Who are You Whom even the poets scorn Around whom the crows swarm Lying and leftover whom No one wanted to be We laugh and clink, eat and drink Pretending to be merry 'Cuz that's the way we are supposedly While on the floor You stink Squashed like a berry Forgotten to be remembered As a once invited Guest And it used to be best Knowing where He started Soft as silk we in Her dwelt always How warm and safe She felt Encumbered, sensurrounded Ensconsced so dreamily Drifting while we'd slow be lifting Eyes of curiosity Bobbing, softly sobbing In an endless briny sea We were in You way back when. Now, jumped out of the egg And forgot who laid it Made it bade it grow Now I want to say to You "It's me... I remember... I know... " Inaction speaks louder than words Emotions expressed are the birds Who fly the twinkly twisted twigs Unearthed from the mess And fashion a nest Where we might rest Our weary bones Once we come home And undeny the unknown Queen of the Rainbow May all our tears water the seeds She's sown And when we've finally grown Up enough to pick Her up From the muck and dust Her off And say proudly to all --- "This is my Mother in Whom I trust" Then finally we must Go home together again. copyright 1997-2002 Panjoyah |