Hold Me

Hold me close tonight,
For I fear the coming daylight.
Hold me until we feel the end,
Hold me and tell me that you are my friend.
Hold me and tell me I will live another day,
Hold me and tell me that you will stay.
Hold me until I can no longer feel my hand,
Hold me and tell me that someone will take a stand.
Hold me for my parents are gone and I am alone,
Hold me and tell me that we shall not be stoned.
Hold me until the gas seeps into our lungs,
Hold me until our songs are sung.
Hold me and tell me it will all go away,
Hold me and we shall bow our heads and pray.
Hold me and tell me God shall set us free,
Hold me and comfort me as I plea.
Hold me and tell me why my father was set a fire,
Hold me and tell me of our enemy's true desire.
Hold me as they laugh at our despair,
Hold me and tell me why you really care.
Hold me and tell me how one man can do this,
Hold me and tell me why we are cast in death's abyss.
Hold me and tell me when shall we see the light,
Hold me and tell me we shall win the fight.
Hold me please just one last time,
For in the end people will only see the crime.
Hold me, and cry as I do,
For I know death shall be on you.
Hold me until I am lifeless and just a shell,
Only then can this crime for-tell.
Hold me as we are cast in the graves,
Hold me and tell me why we are slaves.
Hold me until they come to free us all,
Or fill the pits with are families where they fall.
Hold me and I shall whisper to you,
And know that these words are true.
Hold me for this is the end
And I thank you for dieing with me my friend.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2004