Ode To a Windswept Child
16.12.08
Proud windswept child
How shall I not
Look onto thee with fright?
- The Lord has spoken,
Loud and clear -
His will men cannot fight.
The Lord has spoken,
Yes - He said -
"As Sarah thou shall be -
The mother of six millions,
Those perished and decieved."
The Lord had mercy over me -
He sent His Angels forth,
Those strong-winged guardians
With their hard,
Never failing support.
Until the end comes
I shall fear
To speak about their names:
Of Hunger,
Pain,
Of Terror,
Grief,
And of their brother -
Shame.
Oh windswept child,
Thou need not say
What Lord has given thee -
The might of all Jerusalem,
The freedom of the sea...
And blissfully He lets you stand
Before my tearless eyes -
He gives you sheer naivety,
A will to be surprised.
So easily He lets you think
All power is now yours -
But lessons history shall teach
Will show that you were wrong...
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