It Was Given - Miranda Lee Richards

She grew up in a nice big house

The walls were thick you could run about

It was given

White birds flew threw the thunderstorm

She was taught to fear nothing, and given a ribbon

To tie in her hair

And stone’s throw was all she could spare

A weakness took over that made her aware

Trouble descended on the tiny town

Unspeakable crimes and events began to happen

Reputations were ruined

Viewing each other through untrusting eyes

Everyone suspect even the children

With their angelic stares

And the rain continued to fall

She buttoned her petticoat up and stood tall

War began brewing in the countryside

Paranoia it spread, it was man’s poison

They passed the cup

Accounts traveled by word of mouth

Events conspired real or imagined

The situation worsened

The crows watched the scene from their perch on a wire

Hoping the contrast would birth a new desire

When Lady Peace finally answered her call

The horror subsided, and the cloud of fear was lifted

No one ever convicted

The willows rested their branches

The sheep grazed in silence on a little plot of Heaven

The souls had risen

And the birds resumed their beautiful song

And the ghosts began to right all their wrongs

Time, the great healer, softened the ground

History righted itself through future generations

The legacy forgotten

A fine white snow covered the land

All clues and signs of the past remained hidden

All was forgiven

She said I hear the clock ticking twice

Transforming shards of darkness into light

Murals in the street showing scenes from their lives

Grateful for being born in another time

Ooooh… ooohhh…aaahhhhh

Ooooh… ooohhh…aaahhhhh