Without You
I am the little girl
who has found her way
without you there to guide me
how could I win my day
away from the anger, the fighting, the unjust
the hurting, the lying ...... the hatred in the house.
I am the little boy
who has found his way
without you there to guide me
how could I win my day
away from the homelessness, the addictions ..… the lost rent
the frightened siblings crying ..... abusive parents ...... police sent.
I am the young mother
who has found her way
without you there to guide me
how could I win my day
away from the despair, the deception seen insincere
the newborn babe lies dying, with fevered-wasted tears.
I am the fragile senior
who has found his way
without you there to guide me
how could I win my day
away from the hunger, the disability .... impaired fist
the trembled hand ..... misgivings - disjointed at the wrist.
Let the chimed bells toll ...... forever
we already have their song
lean towards a charitable, full labour
a new hope, a past wrong .......
rejoicing today in oneness, a continuity of rhyme
conscious the less fortunate ..... reflections of our times.
Juanita Tice Paulino