My optimism does not hide the hurt
It will not stop the hate or shame
But I will no longer be a part of blame
for each birthing from the pain
will be a new beginning.
What my child’s innocence could not see
this broken part of humanity
that you now see. It is still me.
Today I hear the little birds sing
And it gets me to remembering:
nothing can dim, or darken the vision
that will always and forever win;
A light of love that shines within,
The light of love that shines within
I want to hide the hurt and pain
I try to clean the dirt of everyday
But I do not want to wash my deep and feeling soul away.,.
I do not want to wash my heart away.,.
What I know will always stay
Is what the soft and fragile me
brings to bless eternity;
It is the constant memory
I’m not alone, I’m family
with this oneness called humanity
Our oneness called humanity.
There’s something I still need to say;
I hurt, I cry, and it’s ok.
You will only see me clearly
as you understand the pain in me,
compassion glues us; in this way,
compassion is our epoxy.