Why

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Why?
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I am not your son
yet why do i feel the love
in your hearts embrace
why do i feel the pride
why do i feel the pain
why do i feel the urge
why am i ready to fight
why do i feel so hurt
? why ? why ? why ?
why do i care
what bond is it that we share

maybe it's the love you shower
maybe it's the hope
maybe it is the warmth in your embrace
maybe it's your beauty i see
maybe it's your simplicity ; so free
maybe it's just a fools path

regardless,
now one thing i am sure
it's love at first sight
so now i will take on this fight...
i will become your son,
i will share your pride,
i will feel your pain,
i will make that bond,
of unconditional love, as a mothers
of eternal peace, as the sky
of boundless freedom, as a kite
flying away in this dark starry night.


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Written thinking of many things.....that old lady on the cash counter, that nice landlady, your adopted country....anything you care for a lot but dont understand Why???

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