Letting Go (Part 1)

Lost and so afraid, a child sits all alone
In the pouring rain, far away from home
No dad – No mom – Only clinging to one’s self
Barely holding on to life, so very close to death
The body tired and so worn out, unhappy and distressed
Not even strength enough to move, a struggle for each breath
Eyes closed shut from pure exhaustion, head so full of pain
Arms marked up with tracks of needles, clothes are torn and stained

It really wasn’t long ago, that things were not this way
A warm and loving family and home cooked meals each day
Rebellion came within the child, to make a dare decision
More was waiting out there for them; to leave home was their mission
Dad and mom didn’t understand, and neither did the preacher
The world would gladly welcome them, so who needed schools and teachers
Plenty of others had gone before, and gladly showed the way
For through the words of longtime friends, a soul was led astray

So now it’s come to this – hungry, cold, and afraid
For where have all the friends gone to – some moved, some passed away
The joy of freedom, where is it – which once was solely sought
Has disappeared without a trace, and seems all hope is lost
How a touch or familiar voice, is anxiously awaited
The faintest hope, a desperate wish, with family to be reacquainted
If only they could see them now, surely they would know
They wish that they had clung before, instead of Letting Go.

10/5/ 2000

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