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...