Today my family went away,
I really meant for them to stay,
they left without a pause or thought,
they thought I really had forgot,
that God meant love, forgiveness too,
they did not know the hurt they'd do,
they told me that the hurt was good,
they thought that this was understood,
they thought it would help make me strong,
they thought the pain, would not last long,
they thought that they should punish me,
that then, the "light," I'd surely see,
they thought that on my own I'd know,
that time and space would help me grow,
they thought, and thought, and thought some more,
they did not see the open sore,
the sore that hurt so long and deep,
the hurt that made me cry and weep,
and then one day a funny thing,
they felt their own vindictive sting,
their light had failed to set them free,
they thought and thought, and thought of me.
by Cbam52, posted on Yahoo!
Edited by - Nathan Natas on 16 October 2002 13:0:22