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Whole
Every word and every thought
Was mine when all was said and bought
Who knew? that in my own desire
Your kindled spirit lights that fire
Who drew me close? Who called you near?
Who weaps when life would bring you cheer?
Who knew the empty, sullen train
Should bring me back to you again?
'Twas not men
I knew your words, and know them still
To fear them not who maim and kill
For flesh and fragrance in a flash
Would last a moment's bitter lash
And on that road when I did weep
And saw them sow what you did reap
You told me:
Woman! Shead thy tears and not for me
But for the children borne of thee
For if they kill in this array
What pain will be on judgement day!
And so I held your due impart
Within my soul and in my heart
The blood I saw, and power felt
That makes the mind of man to melt
I knew it not when it would be
That prophesy would come to me
Nor to my own, nor neighbors still
Of when they'd come, like they, to kill
And still I see and hold it true
The words that flowed like blood from you
And oozing from the wounds that bled
I saw the armies that you led
I saw you hold my fractured soul
And witnessed how you make it whole.
Was mine when all was said and bought
Who knew? that in my own desire
Your kindled spirit lights that fire
Who drew me close? Who called you near?
Who weaps when life would bring you cheer?
Who knew the empty, sullen train
Should bring me back to you again?
'Twas not men
I knew your words, and know them still
To fear them not who maim and kill
For flesh and fragrance in a flash
Would last a moment's bitter lash
And on that road when I did weep
And saw them sow what you did reap
You told me:
Woman! Shead thy tears and not for me
But for the children borne of thee
For if they kill in this array
What pain will be on judgement day!
And so I held your due impart
Within my soul and in my heart
The blood I saw, and power felt
That makes the mind of man to melt
I knew it not when it would be
That prophesy would come to me
Nor to my own, nor neighbors still
Of when they'd come, like they, to kill
And still I see and hold it true
The words that flowed like blood from you
And oozing from the wounds that bled
I saw the armies that you led
I saw you hold my fractured soul
And witnessed how you make it whole.
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