Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Magic man


Magic man she cried out
She wondered if he could help her
Was there a rope of luck she could hang on to?
Cause the laws of survival were becoming hard to beat.
Magic man she cried
Your vanishing acts aren’t amusing anymore
Are there spells you could chant?
To transport her to the utopian land
Could you grant her wishes?
Like the jinn she read in stories about
Could you fill her palms with silver coins now?
Magic man she wept
She needed miracles to help her get through life
The roof over her head she could afford no more
Her husband brought home not enough bread to feed
Her job she lost eight months ago
Opportunities to start over seem bleaker as the days go
She has a child she loves more than her soul
She wants to give her a life better than she had for her own
She had spent her childhood fatherless and alone
Starving and fearful in the care of preachers of god
She made it through all the struggles and tribulations
She thought that was the end of heartaches
But seems like everywhere she turns
Misery follows.
Magic man she bawled
She needed an act of compassion
She was ready to fight the demons that stood in the way
She just needed you to stand beside her
Could you sprinkle fairy dust?
And turn this all into a dream
Could she not stand on the streets tomorrow?
While her child hides behind her
And her husband too proud to beg cries silently in the corner
Could you wave your magic wand?
And save a family from being wrecked
Is there a potion she could drink?
And change the future
Is there anyway you could help her?
Each minute is turning into a brutal torture
Magic man oh magic man
She is running out of tears
She is loosing her voice
Magic man oh magic man
Could you help her just this one time?

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