And I turned my head up towards the heavens and asked: "WHY HAVE YOU GIVEN ME BLINDSIGHT...?!"
With
I hope I am making myself be heard
I hope that I am making myself
Clear...
-- I hope I get this right...
My prayer
For those
Living in the twilight
Or the edge of the night
Who are tossed on the torrential seas
Of time's reflections
For those beaten by the laws
And the churches
Their search for the Light compromised
I see
I've been there
So others might not have to...