Saviour
Saviour
Some people have met their saviour
Some may have been lucky enough
To have met many
He was an old man or an old lady
Or a child, maybe
Who gave of them some timely advice
Or by demonstration showed you another path
Not exactly, a person of faith
But a person of, spiritual guidance
Who may come in their own time
With their own small piece of deliverance
But a saviour will always, in some way
Sacrifice their own heart
The lesson you need
May have been hard for them to learn
Saviours come in many guises
But salvation is something you have to accept
And realise it might not be
What you would have wanted
But saved you are; none the less
And to the lonely world has come
The lover you dreamed of
But will never have the courage to partake of
Still this saviour comes
The reflection of all your wishing
Though you will never follow
The voice of your escaping
Still you are shown the way
And you will cling to the thread
An ounce of meaning
Your desperation is for hope
Offered up to a pointless life
Some body loves you, cares for you
Enough to burn with you
And lay with you
In the empty night
Suffer the game with you, play it for you
Die each day next to you
But the dreams of saviours
Are always ignored
But a saviour will always, in some way
Sacrifice their own heart
The lesson you need
May have been hard for them to learn
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2009
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