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In Her Own Way

Someone told me he witnessed
A pastor removing demons
From a girl who lost her dad
And was demon-possessed
He said, if he hadn’t seen it
He wouldn’t believe it
That demons existed
So I asked, have you ever seen
A magician performed
Because pastors can be Magicians
And Wizards too
He said, you exibit the signs
You might also be possessed
You should avoid graveyards
Or the demons will attack
Avoid people grieving
For they possess demons
Stay away from those suffering
Or you’ll be their victim
So I asked, where is the compassion
In this your religious stance…
Haven’t you ever been hurt
Or suffered a loss
Did anyone said
You were demon-possessed
Or needed to be cleansed
After you suffered deeply
From this traumatic loss
Were you ever the same
After experiencing this loss
For people do change
After a traumatic loss
She was never demon-possessed
Just coming to terms with his death
Grieving her loss in her own way

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He Doesn’t Know

He doesn’t know
I know he’s scared
He doesn’t know
There’s no need to fear
He doesn’t know
How much I care
He doesn’t know
No other compare
He doesn’t know much
But heartache and pain
His eyes are blurred
By grief and shame
So he can’t see me
Through the haze
To know my heart
Is kind and true

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I Wear My Heart

I wear my heart on my face
For all to see
With no makeup or lipstick
I lay it bare
Unashamed, unafraid
Of the content it shares
Like screwface and grimace
It will make some sigh, ouch!
Don’t get me wrong it’s not all filled with gloom
There are butterflies, and rainbows, and sunshine too
It weathered the seasons and it all shows
Spring, summer, autumn and winter blues. It’s all true
We all weathered these seasons in our own way
But, I can’t help but wear mine upon my face