(Protect the heart and prepare for one more rejection)
BASTARD CHILD
Well, here I am, your biggest fear . . .
The bastard child of yesteryear.
Once set aside like olden news,
I'm back again and you must choose
To face the past or turn away
But either way-I'm here to stay.
I will not run as you once did,
You hung your head, your face you hid.
And acting like I was your shame
You gave them leave to change my name.
But change my heart you can not do,
Erase the past and start anew.
For here I am . . . your biggest fear.
The bastard child of yesteryear.
Angel Ann Reid
areid@mt.net
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