July 4th 2006

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I see her defiant eyes
flashing hope covered in pride.
This little one of God's
Who cannot see the value she holds.
In her blindness she rages;
Crying out to one she does not know.
False hope lingers in a kiss...
A laugh, a chance to run away.
And our culture pushes forward,
insisting on one more miracle
from another benign diety
All the while calling judgement on the Son of Man.
She does not break- she refuses to-
Instead she encases herself.
First in friends and successes,
then facts and theories-
Still she feels empty.
Soon happiness is found in a pill,
a bottle,
a kiss,
the laughter of a crowd.
Her heart is kept safe in fear...
but it is never enough.
I long for the day when she will look up
tears streaming down her face
And smile at the true joy of Grace!