Once I called your name
When I felt within my heart emptiness
I could not explain
And your presence seem to fill a void

But when my parents fought
And us kids were the brunt of those episodes
I cried myself to sleep calling out your name
To rescues me from that hell
And each time I woke up within that same scene

When puberty hit and I felt my life come fresh
I walked down a path your followers forsook
And their comments and explanations
Only distanced me more from calling upon your name

In school when others seemed to follow within the box
I naturally operated outside the box
Being the artist I was I felt confinement was not for me
And all the while I felt close to you
Your chosen frozen said you would never hear my cries
And at times it seemed they were right

I tried so hard to conform and be like the rest
But I was created by you to be different
Yet they seemed to not be aware of this fact
And still it seemed you were not in
When I picked up the phone and called

Tho within the love my grandmother gave me
I felt you through her
I sensed you through the words and music of many
And even masked within the plots of many plays
Even inside my own artistic expressions
It seemed your voice could be heard

As I have reached an older age
And it seems the days grow shorter for me here on this earth
I have come to know you have changed your name through out the ages
You may be called different names, or even go by names we have yet to learn
It was not you who were silent
It was only our misguided thoughts
That kept the interpretations from being heard

06/05/2005

Posted on 06/06/2005
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