I can hear the wail of the call reverberating in...
The sound sinking to the depths of my heart...

As I lay in the operating room dieing
I could hear them talk, he does not have long...

You have been through so much in your short life
Faced a world of hurt, punishment and pain...

I smile...
As I am loved by you...

Hint of you wafting in the air
Smell of the ocean taking it away...

Whisky bottle in my rigid hand
Feet wrapped in dirty rags...

Take my hand, let me guide you
Together we shall walk this life...

If it were up to me to turn back the clock
I would never have let you slip through my arms...

The wind howls with cries of anguish
Fields run red with the blood of bondage...

Rain pouring down upon my head
Wet sand clinging to my feet...

At the spawn of creation we were torn apart
Sent hurdling through time and space...

A man must do what he can
To make the world a better place...