My children do not despair I have not forsaken you.
You have with reckless abandon carry your tears across the ocean and cry in the desolate streets faraway I can only hear your moans and groans.
But I will lavishly prepare the banquet table the drums will sit idle waiting for the morn and the dancers in their regalia ready my children will be home and a new day born.
My children do not despair I have not forsaken you.
My heart is heavy like a metal when I see you quarrel with each other your inheritance at the mercy of your squabbles I see you angry, bitter, divisive and hateful I see you scattered and in disarray you must find your bearing and not be vengeful.
My children do not despair I have not forsaken you.
I will give you a new start your inheritance to each equal none will a portion be greater and the rest a silver spoon not on their platter.
My children
Posted - 30 Oct 2015 : 07:43:34
