So many tales have been told you Of your origin, your background and source Details glaring, so much so That in your analytical mind You seem to be born forsaken Time dims our yesterdays But scars so ugly reminds you That your past is a skeleton of wrongs And though you sought forgiveness Condemnation looms to say “You are forsaken” Amidst the gathering of brethren Your heart is lifted of burden But when the night is come Often you wet […]