Passion

While I was screaming revolution,
You were praying peace.
I was breaking down walls
As you fell down on your knees.

While all I saw was destruction,
You saw the crying child
. When all I wanted was revenge,
You begged me to forgive.

While you were preaching love,
All I heard was hate.
You were bleeding truth,
And I choked on the vine.



(c) Kate Finneran 2001





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