Family

Letting go of the old and letting in the new,
Who would have thought that all this takes so much energy to do.
Feeling all these high emotions,
Fixing all those things you thought were broken.
Drawing up all those family wounds,
All those wrongs that were assumed.
Assumed that everyone lived this way,
And never dared to have their say.
All that was swept under the carpet,
Is were the bullseye hits its target.
Opens up a gaping wound,
Thank god creation shown me what to do.
I opened up all mine last year,
Felt every vibration in all my tears.
Then my dead dad came and visited me,
And said his family was left to me.
I must carry on what he had started,
Never mind if it makes me lethargic.
He is proud of his son,
And all the work that he has done.
He knows I dare to say what he never could,
As I never care how it will look.
Reflect my pain for all to see,
And they will all open up to me,
So when he opens his eyes through me,
He will see his family is free.
 
World Wide Wez