| Hey God…
I'm here Rich. What's wrong?
I feel weak. Heart Singing sad songs
Come here Son, let me show you something
Look in the mirror here…what do you see?
I see…..me
Right…now tell me what do you really see
I see….pieces
Ok..and what do these pieces make?
All that I been through
The ugly, the bad and the good
All of me
Pretty much everything
These pieces of me
I'm all that you see
And you can't take one away and think
That I'll still be complete
God….it's been one of those day's
Realizing that I've come a long way
I just can't go back now
And lose myself, lose my grip….drown
Look around you…..see your growth
Remember to be humble, no need to boast
Don't forget those dark ages
How you got there, the path that takes us
I know that you love unconditional
But don't let it go and lose yourself
Can you be strong and be meek?
Can you give mercy and not be weak?
Don't forget the roots of your revolution
And those I sent to help get it done
You're not the most obedient but you got a good story
You're a loving, honest man..a true testimony
Have courage, and be strong now
Look squarely in the face of doubt now
And say…….
This is me….I came from HE
You can choose to accept it
Cause I can't change this
And remember Rich
I know you,
I made you.
I love you…
R.Arriagada
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 | all the pieces ... that led you to this place... born for such a time as this... known... accepted... and loved. | -- Keefa La Puchi, 10/30/08
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