“The Gift”

[Written in 1999 - To Humanity at large, with Love, in the wake of the events taking place in the belly of KOSOVO]

Plunged in the madness of this world

Seeking a way to make a diff’rence

I strummed my tears, on a park bench

Wishing to pluck the eye of silence

I played and a melody flowed

So strong its current,

So loud its sound

I heard hearts breaking all around

A Stranger then, came in my sight

And swallowed hard, my melody

He sat a while, mute, next to me

So... When he sang, he startled me

He sang...

“I am, I was, will ever be...

For I am You and You are Me

My Message was so plain to see

Why It got lost, is mystery...

I am, I was forever Love

So don’t seek Me, way up, Above

I live and breathe, there, in Each Heart

Look... In Your eyes... My work of art”

And I replied;

“Sir, to claim this, just Who are You?

If You are “He”, than WHERE are You?!

Dear Sir, this world’s in such a mess

There’s War, there’s Pain and Loneliness”

And He sang;

“I am, I was, will ever be

Right here, with You, You know it’s true

Loneliness has no vacancy

‘Cos at Your side, I’ll always be

I am, I was forever Here...

It’s why, sometimes, You’ve felt me near

Today, I’ve come through You, Sweet Child

So All would know; Each Gift’s My pride”

To this, I said;

“Well that’s just fine and dandy, Sir

But what good’s a Gift that you can’t use?

This Gift of mine, oh... Can’t You see?...

It cannot stop the misery”

And He sang;

“I am, I was, will ever be

Awaiting to carry You through

Dear Child, if You’ll pardon the pun...

One can’t see Light, in High Noon’s Sun

I am, I was forever Yours

This Gift You curse, know it serves well

For, just like One and One are Two

We’ll make a diff’rence, Me and You

So go on, use This Gift of yours

And spread The Word, please spell It right

Do not spill Its Ink from your eyes

Just let It flow, to let All know...

I am, I was, will ever be

For, All are One, and One is Me

So air This Message right away

Child, dry Your eyes, go on... Go play!”

He then got up

And walked away...

I could’ve sworn

I heard Him say;

“I hope They’ll get The Message right, THIS time!”

(I kiss this song to God!)