Broken

Like the skin of a wound deepened by steady blows

Like the minds of the ignorant that will never understand our woes

Broken

Like the English I speak

Broken

Like a glass bottle tossed in the corners of the streets

Broken

Like the pipe connecting you and me..but look how it leaks.

The time to mend and build back what has been broken has far passed.

Look deep into the eyes of your brother, deep into the eyes of your sister..for a love..that will long last.

Broken

We shall not stand

Uplift each other with our spirits of compelling joy

And don't forget..the heart..is not a toy..to be left Broken.

Broken

Like the hands of man raising his hands to my mother's face

Broken

Like the crack of a bullet penetrating the soul...stealing life

Broken

Like the slashes and whips of beatings

Broken

Like my soul that urges to cry

Stand strong with compassion for life

Stand strong with love...for the Broken.

Heal with words of encouragement to beat the system of oppression

Heal with the heart of a thousand Saints

Broken

Like the e before the n

Broken

Like the spirits of many men

Broken

WE SHALL NOT STAND.

Uplift each other with our spirits of compelling joy

And remember..the heart..is not a toy..to be left Broken.