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MOTHER OF CRIPPLES
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MOTHER OF CRIPPLES,
Virgin Black
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A restless shadow
of a fiddler's elbow
plays a tune to
staggering feet
the burden of his songs
the looking glass scorns
at this disfigured
odious face
Indeed alone
hugging my breast
the sun i neglect
in darkness i roam
Offerings of flowers
on a barren grave
where my body will lie
uncared and unwept
Idle bait, my shawl on the lattice
someone may see it
perhaps look my way
no thread of sympathy
unites me to man
i lay softly
down once again
Within my aged walls
taunts and vexatious
fragments of a tune
play most mournfully
with sadness in my voice
i break the solemn stillness
my drooping head falls
on languid hands
Ancient of days
creator of life
from the womb
you have formed me
my vile sight you love
covered by your shadow
held within your hand
made in your likeness
precious am i
The glare of a sinking flame
binds me to my clay
Indeed alone
hugging my breast
the sun i neglect
in darkness i roam
Offerings of flowers
i rest in the earth
my body will lie
uncared and unwept.
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A restless shadow of a fiddler's elbow plays a tune to staggering feet the burden of his songs the looking glass scorns at this disfigured odious face Indeed alone hugging my breast the sun i neglect in darkness i roam Offerings of flowers on a barren grave where my body will lie uncared and unwept Idle bait, my shawl on the lattice someone may see it perhaps look my way no thread of sympathy unites me to man i lay softly down once again Within my aged walls taunts and vexatious fragments of a tune play most mournfully with sadness in my voice i break the solemn stillness my drooping head falls on languid hands Ancient of days creator of life from the womb you have formed me my vile sight you love covered by your shadow held within your hand made in your likeness precious am i The glare of a sinking flame binds me to my clay Indeed alone hugging my breast the sun i neglect in darkness i roam Offerings of flowers i rest in the earth my body will lie uncared and unwept.
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