Bless this mess
By Eagle
Dear God Bless this mess that I am Bless these dirty feet that walk on tainted ground Bless this young body that was never a virgin Dear God Bless this mess that I am Bless these scarred hands that will never heal Bless the child within that just wants to run free Dear God Bless this mess that I have become Save the souls that got lost along the way Bless the things I believe in even when I'm alone Dear God Bless this mess that I am Bless this forehead that's still marked from last Ash Wednesday Bless this poet who's lost her edge Dear God Bless this mess that I am Bless these knees that I've fallen upon Bless this revolutionary who's been enslaved Dear God Bless this mess that I have become Save the children who were sacrifised to make this world Bless the things I stand for even when I stand alone Written February 9th, 2002 © on Feb 09 2002 02:21 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Dear God Bless this mess that I am..."