who will not judge me?

No consolation, no comfort

No touch

No love

Only heaps of hot red blame

Blame

Blame

Blame

Song: I haven’t seen my child in years… baby, baby come home.

Poem: across the seas of fish and whales

May drown out the echo of my wails

But Daddy’s little girl is growing

And daddy knows… oh he is aware

He just can’t be there

S: My heart is calling, calling, calling.

Baby, baby, come home.

P: a refugee in a foreign land

Three little girls and one grown man

In 1989, no one thought it would be just fine

And if they had…

Wouldn’t have known that it could be so bad

S: Blood, tears, rage and pain.

Dreams washed into… into the drain.

P: Daddy’s feelings rain over me in this morbid weather

She speaks aloud of love and influence

Not knowing how the cloth of my being is rent…

Torn between speaking now and deciding that they don’t know how

How being the only one is not always a gift

I have a story… you’re right, I do

But I can’t tell it when my soul’s in two

Could you?

How could you?

I am… one day you’ll see Baby Blue.

11-Dec-09

Song: I haven’t seen my child in years… baby, baby come home.

Poem: across the seas of fish and whales

May drown out the echo of my wails

But Daddy’s little girl is growing

And daddy knows… oh he is aware

He just can’t be there

S: My heart is calling, calling, calling.

Baby, baby, come home.

P: a refugee in a foreign land

Three little girls and one grown man

In 1989, no one thought it would be just fine

And if they had…

Wouldn’t have known that it could be so bad

S: Blood, tears, rage and pain.

Dreams washed into… into the drain.

P: Daddy’s feelings rain over me in this morbid weather

She speaks aloud of love and influence

Not knowing how the cloth of my being is rent…

Torn between speaking now and deciding that they don’t know how

How being the only one is not always a gift

I have a story… you’re right, I do

But I can’t tell it when my soul’s in two

Could you?

How could you?

I am… one day you’ll see Baby Blue.

11-Dec-09