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30.12.09

Rubble

Born in september mom and dad resent her
Forlorn nights in a tent her only home she remembers
Left to fend for herself on her tenth year in hell
Common sense and street smarts, walks a fence as she starts the hunt
Out in the night sweeps the streets as she seeks sustainance
Hoping to find something that's gonna be enough for lunch and its hard
She hunts and its cold and dark, it's night
A basket on her shoulder to hold what she might
Find, but the night fades to gray
So she fights through the day
Feels the bites of the pains
Of hunger that makes it a joke to pray
In time she starts to listen to lies in her head
About reasons and seasons for life living dead
The cruel voice is searing her mind in it's vice
And she knows she has choice but the noise wont suffice
and she doesn't feel so young, she's begun to wonder as it haunts her
Seeking why life has flung her in the slum and no one wants her
as tonite she hunts the dumps, the drains, the back alleyways
and as the winter sun sets she goes out on her raids
Trash cans and bus stops, piles of garbage and whatnot,
Tonight all she finds stuck in a knot of wood a nut caught
But that's all that she gets to, in her mind she's alone
Out in a world that won't care, she's out there on her own
A lump wells in her throat and she fights to ignore it
But after days of no hope seems to have nothing for it
The pain's the same and day by day doesn't change and
The waning moon hangs up there framed by the rain
Thru the night she fights but the wounds stay with her
And drag her down, down til her life starts to wither
and then for the first time since two years ago
She drops down to the ground, overburdened lets go, and

Amidst the frost and wintering
Some hopeless, helpless, little thing
A life, a flame, that might blow out
Our love, she just can't move without
She has no reason left to fight
And rubble is her bed at night
Tell her to cry and pray somehow
Cause no one's gonna save her now

And now she's on the ground, her feet failing to take her
Tell me what we can do now that's going to save her?!
She pulls her shawl 'round, the wind bites, starts to make her
Hands and feet go numb now, takin over to shake her
While the night closes in, forces catching her soul
With just the moon as a light the hard pavement is cold
She feels with her hand, tries to pull herself on
The basket with her meager days' findings is gone
And her heart runs on but out here she can't find
Anybody's warm hand to hold, no, the dream's in her mind
As the cold takes her over and her tears spill down
Streaking her face and dripping on her torn nighty gown
She cries for her mother and brother, back home they're
In bed,,doesn't matter, they won't hear her, won't come
Hopelesness fills the small helpless body that shivers
And no one is there to cry and feel the pain with her
With dust and dirt in her mouth, mud and grass in her hair
More than hunger and thirst, wishes someone was there
To hold her sweet head thru the terrible pain and to
Shelter her body from the frozen night rain
Well is there anyone there? Does nobody care?!
Why the are we silent when life isn't fair?
Our jobs and our money mean more than their pain
But if we could help them, be the shelter from rain
We would do these things unto the Father above
And have shown someone peace and the power of Love
And still

Amidst the frost and wintering
Some hopeless, helpless, little thing
A life, a flame, that might blow out
Our love, she just can't move without
She has no reason left to fight
And rubble is her bed at night
Tell her to cry and pray somehow
Cause no one's gonna save her now
She screams out
It's hollow and drowning
So weak now
There's thousands around her
But she is just the scenery
The pain she feels no one can see
She blends into the garbage and the rubble that we throw away

Love of Jesus rain down on this poor soul tonight and
Fill her up from the inside with your power and might and
Light her ways, oh God, give her the hope
That she needs to walk straight this precarious rope
Through your people, God work, put your children to action
Move us and use us with love and compassion
For anxiety, sadness is all that they've known and
For ages of worry it's all that they've sown and
Their small piles of rubble is all that they own and
They moan, for their hurt-torn souls are alone and
Father God, please help me to be selfless enough
To hold the starved and bruised bodies of these poor children up
And help me to remember every day when I pray
To Pray, God please help them just get thru one more day
And say: Oh God, rebuke me, my heart fails to care
And my eyes are so blind that I can't see them there anymore
Is it fair that we work for our paychecks and then
Go on out to some strip mall and liberally spend?
Or if we con't we put money away towards ourselves
To pay for a new car or to chock-stock our shelves?
Shame on us when we just walk on, just walk on
No so much as a glance for the right or the wrong
To the left or the right, we dare not cast a light
Lest we place all the things we like hidden in sight
Alright, so half us gathered in here tonight
Will go home, walk up the stairs, turn off the light
Forget all I just said as we climb into our beds
Rid it all from our heads, and dream of ourselves instead
And still

Amidst the frost and wintering
Some hopeless, helpless, little thing
A life, a flame, that might blow out
Our love, she just can't move without
She has no reason left to fight
And rubble is her bed at night
Tell her to cry and pray somehow
Cause no one's gonna save her now
She screams out
It's hollow and drowning
So weak now
There's thousands around her
But she is just the scenery
The pain she feels no one can see
She blends into the garbage and the rubble that we throw away