For YOu AnGeL part (2)

But in all should I have a mission and a home,
Is to be a custodian of a truth and a shield
To this love I find in my love.
That one day she will be proud of my gift.

Was it accidental to see all hell let loose?
The effort of the wise and the counselors
Detractors and busy bodies
I stand on the verge of time and looking back

I marvel, I marvel, I marvel
So untrue yet true.
Exasperating and excruciating
Demanding and disturbing, But worth the price.

I beg to stay leave here.
I beg to stop cackling and be quite
I have lost so many tears already.
Before I loose my heart and mind.

If one thing remains like I told mummy,
Is the faint ray of hope for the future
And a love to give from a torn heart
What a gift like a tapestry in shredded shawl.

Got to go.
Got to stop the monologue
Got to let you be,
And continue the art of your loving.

(c) Gagman Cleopas