Poem: The white cross

SOMETIMES IN CHURCH, I WISH THE CROSS WOULD BE WHITE AS SNOW

WITH JESUS SITTING LIKE A KING IN FRONT OF THE CROSS

I WISH I COULD SEE IS SMILE, I WISH I COULD SEE HIM HAPPY

INRI IT SAYS, WHAT A HARD SIGHT, WHAT A HARD END

THERE SHOULD HAVE BEEN NO END, IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN HAPPINESS

THE WOUNDS OF GOD AND THE WOUNDS OF THE SON ARE THERE

I TRY TO CONSOLE THEM, I TRY TO MAKE THEM HAPPY BOTH

HOW CAN I CHANGE HISTORY, EVEN THE FATHER HURTS

HE STILL HURTS FROM WHAT THEY DID TO HIS SON

I BELIEVE THAT WE CAN HEAL FROM OUR WOUNDS

IS LOVE ENOUGH, IS TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS ENOUGH

I CRY EVERY DAY, I WEAP EVERY DAY, I MISS EVERY DAY THAT GOD BRINGS

I SAW IS FACE SO MANY TIME IN THAT PRISON

I COULD READ IS MIND, I COULD SEE IS SOUL

I CAN MAKE HIM HAPPY, I CAN MAKE HIM SMILE

IF ONLY HE WOULD CARE, IF ONLY SELFISHNESS WOULD LEAVE THIS WORLD

THERE IS ALWAYS A REASON FOR EVERYTHING, EVERY DETAILS OF LIVE

ONE TENTH OF A SECOND IS ENOUGH FOR GOD TO CHANGE THE PATH

SOMETIMES I WONDER IF THE FATHER CAN BE HAPPY FOR THE LOVE I BRING

I CAN LOVE INCONDITIONNALY, I CAN LOVE EVEN THE WOUNDS,

IF I COULD ONLY TOUCH THE WOUNDS, IF I COULD ONLY BE CLOSE AGAIN

HE WAS SO NICE TO ME, SOME TIME, SEEMS LONG TIME AGO

MY CHRISTMAS WAS A WAIST OF TIME, A WAIST OF MY PRECIOUS TIME

PEOPLE TAKE AWAY OUR HAPPINESS, THEY TRY TO KILL OUR SOULS

DID I FIND MY SOUL MATE, DO I DESERVE THIS, DO I WANT THIS

MY HEART IS WEAK, MY HEART IS BROKEN, MY HEART WANT TO SHOUT

I AM TIRED, VERY TIRED, VERY SAD, CRYING TEARS OF HURT, OF DECEPTION

MY LIPS ARE BLEEDING, THEY ARE CRACKED,

TEARS ARE SPREADING, FOOD IS MISSING, MY BREAD OF LIFE IS HAPPY

HE’S PROBABLY THINKING WHY DOES SHE LOVE ME THAT MUTCH

YOU KEEP GOING BACK IN THE PAST AND TRYING TO EXPLAIN YOUR PAST LIFE

YOU THINK I CARE OF YOUR PAST LIFE, YES I CARE, I CARE TO KNOW MORE

I CARE TO SHARE THIS WITH YOU , EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS WHAT I NEED

THAT’S THE BREAD I WAS LOOKING FOR, YOU ARE VERY COURAGEOUS

YOU ARE VERY STRONG, I SEE YOU PUTTING YOUR HAND UP AND FORCING ME TO LEAVE

YOU MUST KNOW THAT I HAVE YOUR STRENGTH, I HAVE MORE STRENGTH THAT YOU CAN EVER IMAGINE, IMAGINE GOD’S WISDOM IN ME AND LAUGHTER, IMAGINE IS SPIRIT IN ME,

CAUSE HE KNOWS THAT I ADORE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THIS UNIVERSE

LOVE YOU SHEPPARD ! WAKE UP BEFORE IT’S TO LATE !

LOVE YOU FATHER, LOVE YOUR FUNNYNESS…..JUST LIKE ROBIN W.

JOLY

PS: IN MEMORY OF ROBIN WILLIAMS, AN INSPIRATION, A SPECIAL MAN, A SPECIAL SOUL, CARPE DIEM FATHER.