Child of Difference
Child Of Difference
An angel silently sits close,
to a child filled with hope.
A hand upon a tousled head,
its wings a protective cloak.
Crystalline tears overflow its eyes;
the child is passed without a glance.
Ostracized. Differentiated.
Condemned without a chance.
Deplorable, despicable entity,
scum of the earth to the world’s eyes.
The child’s care-free innocent years,
give birth to tears that will never dry.
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Oh, child of my heart I know,
the pain you now hold inside.
I wish I could whisper it away,
and in peace you’ll forever abide.
But that is not the ways of this world,
many fear those different from them.
Just know you’re wrapped in a special love,
forever bestowed the strength to mend.
You will be blessed with rare understanding,
a gentle heart that is perpetually wise.
An ability to look past the physical,
seeing deeply what hides behind eyes.
A sensitivity to those who are hurting,
within their victories you will sing.
And within this pain that now is engraved,
you’ll be protected forever in my wings.
©BAR 09/17/98