Someone Has Given You Life

By Charles Goldman

someone has given you life

cherish it

someone has carried you

in their arms

from birth

from illness

from a car wreck

from death's portal

cherish it

when you look up

into the eyes of love

cherish it

when a gift

lifts you

from poverty

in tired arms

cherish it

when poverty itself

turns away to say goodbye

cherish it

when those who hate

send their malice flying

cherish it

when you are alone

and loved

even from afar

cherish it

in all the days

of agony and tears

in all the gluttony

and merciless

men who'd

have you cower

and use you

to their advantage

until they themselves

must face

the tribunal of

their souls

cherish it

cherish it all

and give of it

make it your own

and set it free

for it has wings

and eyes

and a heart

as big as time

and in its

embrace

you are whole

About the author
I believe in the great heart of my species, that it will lay down every gun, that

it will stop generating tribunals out of confusion and hatred, and find

the center of all things turning within its own individuated hearts,

to find beauty in the simplest smile and surrender to life like children to their hours of play.

For the generation of complex rationalizations I pray simplicity

For the generation of addiction and sloth I pray dignity

For the generation of scientific absolutes I pray mystery

For the generation of poverty and base drives I pray torment's end

For the generation of killers and their protectors through Might I pray awakening

For the generation of manufacturers and brokers I pray that love is the coin of the realm.

C. Goldman