The Ragamuffin Kid

occasional rumblings of the bedraggled, beat-up and burnt-out

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I am a traveller on my way Home, passing through this little land. It's a lovely place, though nothing compared to where I'm heading, I was told. I have journeyed through several valleys. Not the kindest place I must say. But hey, I've had some "mountain top" experiences too. They made me long for Home. I heard there are no valleys at Home. I have met some fellow travellers along the way. But mostly find myself among locals. If you're local, please bear with my quirkiness. I know my accent and ways are puzzling sometimes. If you're a fellow traveller, keep going. We should be reaching soon. Bon voyage!

Friday, March 24, 2006

Staring

Sitting here
Staring
Misery all around
oppression ahead , behind
Anguish, deep
Numb
Make me numb

Where are you
I need you
Searching, searching
A drop, a glass
Empty
Cursed

Staring
Prisoner, captive
Trapped
Hell
Free
I want to be free
Escape
Where are you

How long, how long
Jesus
Hear me, look at me
Staring
Staring
Staring
Where are you
Make me numb
Set me free

Or heal me


rk

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