Healing

Hand in hand we stood

Separated by the needs

Of those around us

We allowed them to rule

Until we were spent

Gasping with exhaustion

Our reactions were formed

When as precious innocents

We were trampled and bruised

And scarred and marred

By the lusts and depravities

Of those called to be

Protectors

We thought our Lord

Had forgotten our plight

But all through that spring

As we walked in His light

We saw how His heart

Was broken for us

Then we arose with strength anew

To walk towards a future and a land

That would consummate our healing

And stop the bleeding

Praia do Chizavane

Glenda Warburton