Thursday, May 18, 2017

Creating purpose out of pain

Posted by Adele Hattingh at 4:00 AM
Would you look at me the same 
If you knew all of the words 
Would you smile at the mention of my name
If you understood my song 

Would you reach out to me 
If you knew where I've been
Would you hold in high regard 
The things that I have seen

Would you pick up the pieces 
If they were tainted with the truth 
Would you dwell in my presence 
If you knew how I could move 

I'm drawn to the broken, the addicted and their pain
I'm fed by the needy, the poor and their strain
I dwell in their chaos to sow new hope 
I hide in their dreams to create new gain


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