Fresh earth touches my shovel. Beneath the blade forms a shape. Take hold of this clay and mold my own.
Hand stained red with this new lifes blood. He rose before me and cast out the sun.
I took his hand to show him how.
Words never passed his dense clay mass. He only knew how different he was. Simple form. Simple man.
Same inside as you and I. Can't see past the form it hides. Mold me shape me make me the same as every man. I am the same as every man.
Not my fault for being blind.
Not my fault for what you feel inside.
I can't chage what I've done.
Don't blame me for playing God.
Mold me.
Shape me.
I'm not the same as every man can't be the same as every man.
Sun baked skin cracks and falls. He really knew how different he was. Broken form. Broken man.
Rain came down. Silt covered the ground. Washed this soul away.
