Child Of Difference

An angel silently sits close,

to a child filled with hope.

A hand upon a tousled head,

its wings a protective cloak.

Crystalline tears overflow its eyes;

the child is passed without a glance.

Ostracized. Differentiated.

Condemned without a chance.

Deplorable, despicable entity,

scum of the earth to the world's eyes.

The child's care-free innocent years,

give birth to tears that will never dry.
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Oh, child of my heart I know,

the pain you now hold inside.

I wish I could whisper it away,

and in peace you'll forever abide.

But that is not the ways of this world,

many fear those different from them.

Just know you're wrapped in a special love,

forever bestowed the strength to mend.

You will be blessed with rare understanding,

a gentle heart that is perpetually wise.

An ability to look past the physical,

seeing deeply what hides behind eyes.

A sensitivity to those who are hurting,

within their victories you will sing.

And within this pain that now is engraved,

you'll be protected forever in my wings.

©BAR 09/17/98