he brings the pain
that sweet agony whenever
his tall, dark shadow looms
in the doorway and his
footsteps fade as he leaves this place
to take on another day
he brings the pain
when he doesn’t know I’m watching
him make his way in this
evil world that despises, disrespects,
denies his value
hands clinched, he smiles, anyway
he brings the pain
when, on his knees
in praise, thanks, and supplication
to Jehovah Ji’reh, Supreme Provider
I incline my ears to hear him pray
he brings the pain
when I enfold him inside my
embrace and he bends low
to bless my lips with tenderness
reserved for me
our silhouettes make music
all our own ~
composing as we sway
he brings the pain
whenever I see into clear
brown irises, his mind’s vision of
an equitable society, his
hope for a people truly free,
his dream to be the man
he was born to be
I know, of a surety
My journey, his road: our way
Alyce (c) 2001
that sweet agony whenever
his tall, dark shadow looms
in the doorway and his
footsteps fade as he leaves this place
to take on another day
he brings the pain
when he doesn’t know I’m watching
him make his way in this
evil world that despises, disrespects,
denies his value
hands clinched, he smiles, anyway
he brings the pain
when, on his knees
in praise, thanks, and supplication
to Jehovah Ji’reh, Supreme Provider
I incline my ears to hear him pray
he brings the pain
when I enfold him inside my
embrace and he bends low
to bless my lips with tenderness
reserved for me
our silhouettes make music
all our own ~
composing as we sway
he brings the pain
whenever I see into clear
brown irises, his mind’s vision of
an equitable society, his
hope for a people truly free,
his dream to be the man
he was born to be
I know, of a surety
My journey, his road: our way
Alyce (c) 2001