Shame

Shame

Was i such an evil man
that love treats my heart this way,
crashing through my soul and washing it away,
leaving me the hopelessness,
like some cornered frightened prey.

Was i such an evil man
to have dreamt of love divine,
to have witnessed every cruelty,
then hung out on the line,
leaving me the torment in my body,soul and mind;

was i such an evil man?

Courage my soul!, courage my heart!
Courage this love immortally to start!
Courage....take hold, and every dream let it unfold,
a sparkling effervescent dew,
a light of dazzling splendid hue.

There never was a task worth taking
a sacrifice, a heart worth breaking,
that didn't temper its fine steel,
or wrought the fiery souls that feel.

Was i such an evil man
who dreamt of such a crazy plan,
that we could one day live in peace,
united in this hearts release.
when will we out law war?

was i such an evil man
an ache to love and be loved,
to know the simple touch of heart felt lips,
the eloquence of gentle finger tips,
the supple sinew of my lovers hips;

was i such an evil man?

Courage my soul!, courage my heart!
Courage this love immortally to start!
Courage!....take hold and every dream let it unfold,
a sparkling effervescent dew,
a light of dazzling splendid hue.

For though it seems you are alone,
and all those dreams of yours have flown,
take courage with you in that night,
lest you forget that second sight:

Was i such an evil man?
With such an evil plan.
To Love and be loved.

© Richard Michael Parker 2009