It Maked Me Cry.....

The subject is supposed to read "Made me Cry"...I am tired...oops! blush

This is a song I have to perform in a couple of weeks, and I am seriously concidering putting a routine to it, except that it makes me cry. The story is heartbreaking and so inspiring all at the same time.I bolded up my favorite lyric that feels so personal. Anyway, I hope it moves you as it did me...."Dunnenkirk and the Gypsy"A grotesque babe was Dunnenkirk, a freak by nature's makingthe priest pronounced him devil spawn, by his own he was forsakenabandoned to a gypsy crone, never suckled by his motherthe old one fed him roots and bone, she loved him like no otherDite cizi, I'll lie near you now, dite cizi I'll lie near youthe world will know a noble soul when you have found your way through.She taught him how to read the stars, how to minister to the brokento tolerate the ways of all, and know what has been spokenHe closed her eyes the day she died, looked back to rememberthen made their hut a funeral pyre...Oh, heaven rained down embers.Dite cizi I be with you still, dite cizi I'm still with you,You'll speak the truth in common tongue though few will understand you.He lived among the townsfolk then, barefoot and misshapen,his wisdom fell on fallow ground, from him they kept their children hiddenhe left them after seven years, wearied by their hatred,Then he looked down from the highest cliff in seach of the exhaultedA caravan of tangled bones lay tented in the distanceHe heard the fates call out his name, from his soul came no resistenceThe fringe folk and the wild seed, the freak with four arms flailingwelcomed him among their score like a tincture to their ailingDite cizi be you near them now, dite cizi be you near themLet this be the work that sets their ancient gash to mendingThey asked him how to heal their fears, he answered "Face the danger.We'll build a stage up on the hill, we'll be the carnival of strangers.Spectators gaze on oddity to be consoled that form is content,but we were cast with beastly masks that we might learn the difference!"Dite cizi you lie near them now, dite cizi you lie near themThey are all they need to be to satisfy their longing.He traveled with them forty years, in his tent did they gatherTo cry, to sing, to seek his words, for he loved them like no otherLate one night when the stage was bright and the blue moon met the benttree,they heard him call to the gypsy crone, "Come find me, I am ready!"Dite cizi, go you from them now, dite cizi go you from them,Their twisted limbs are now their wings, your carnival is legend.Dite cizi come lie near me now, dite cizi come lie near me,The life you lived as Dunnenkirk is the myth you leave to history.Dite cizi I'll lie near you now, dite cizi I'll lie near you,their world did know a noble soul...who helped them find their way through.------------------Pele Higher, higher burning fire...making music like a choir...https://www.pyromorph.com[This message has been edited by Pele (edited 09 March 2002).]

Pele
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