Made by Maid
Cambrie Cherry
There, in the green and the sunshine
A child is born, and they prayed.
Only to be forgotten,
Just as quickly as she had came.
They turned their backs while rejoicing,
She cried and no one was near,
Too caught up in their prayers and their singing,
To soothe a young child’s fear.
As soon as she could, she left them.
As soon as she could, she ran.
Off to the pavement and city lights,
With no prospects, no wealth, and no plan.
She sat in a pew one cold morning,
The man told her, “love never diesif you love without purpose or warning,
you are no better in the Lord’s eyes.”
This man was neither priest nor saint,
but a coward in a lousy disguise.
Talking more to his past self than her,
His direction was wrong and unwise.
But, she went to the green and the sunshine
Now covered in grey and in sleep
She heard their hymns and their whispers,
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