In you, that's what they see.
Did you ever stop to understand,
Or notice it was true?
You look around at empty spaces
Only she could fill.
Didn't matter how you tried or willed
Or needed.
Your omnipotence is shaken,
And still our faith in you is strong.
With everything we ever wanted
Right there in your hand.....
We have no pity for our gods.
I'm sorry.
I watched you cut yourself open
And bleed a little for my sake,
While we take and take and take.
But where do you go?
When you have to put it down.
The thoughts so heavy on your shoulders
Bend you.
Let them bend you to us.
Every soul who feels your presence,
Needs to keep you close.
And this is all we have to offer in return.
Your children and your students
In your school of thought.
Just this letter.
Signed, with Love:
- The World
9/3/00
