You were born into this world
Shiny and glistening wet
Thrown out to the wolves with pride
And mightily expected to not only survive
But to rise up and flourish.
Wolves, however, proved very strong
And you were forced into hiding,
Dormant for years, alone
Until you were seduced to foreign lands
By darling men who though they tried
Could never understand you.
At last you felt you had your chance
And you were ready to show the world
Just what you could do.
If only we could go back in time
And tell you then what we know now-
Some men are not to be trusted.
They took you back with them
And brandishing you as their sword
Used your purity for their own gain.
They raped you, they pillaged you,
Stole from you all your dignity and strength
Leaving you bloodied and ashamed
And once more facing the wolves,
Though now unable to hide,
For wolves are quick to adapt.
They took everything from you,
Corrupted it all and couldn’t make it work,
And when they fell at last
They dragged you down with them,
And hungry wolves moved in for the kill.
They had no mercy, never mercy,
It is not something you knew in your life,
For you were their mercy
You, their shining salvation,
If only they could see you that way.
Had the wolves just not been wolves for once,
Or had such men been less enticing,
Maybe you would still be here,
In hiding still perhaps,
Or simply awaiting your proper time.
How much we need you now, dear.
Our world is slowly slipping into darkness,
And the light of your memory is fading,
Tarnished by the ill of reputation.
I don’t know how much longer
I can bear your sanctifying torch,
For none stop to feel its warmth
And none care to see its light-
But I still care, and I still yearn
For I believed in all that you were
And all that you could have been;
I was hopelessly devoted to you,
And for once I felt a part
Of something that was special.
I don’t resent your being taken away,
And I’m not bitter at your absence.
I spend my days now withering away
Slowly rotting, but never dying,
Never failing, never forgetting.
Each day I wake to feel the sun
Hoping that when I walk outside
I will see you on that long road
Smiling as you always were
And finally coming home.
Each night when I lay down to sleep
My only thoughts are that my dreams
Where we are happily united
And living out our days in peace,
That these sweet dreams are not just that
But are my lasting reality
That I have yet to witness here.
I know that you are long gone
To bless those more deserving with your grace
And I know how unlikely is your return,
But still I wait, and still I hope
That death is not eternal,
Or if it is, that memory alone
Will not just sustain myself,
But will endure to bear
My world upon its shoulders.