Somebody's child
Somebody's child
I stumbled onto her videos, while looking for another.
somebody's child
As I have been reading the comments on the first post,
something reminded me that I'd forgotten the story that helped inspire me
to write in the first place! Then I saw a second FB post with the
young man's face again and I knew I had to add his story here.
You see, I'd seen a post on the local FB emergency page.
A post containing one of those 'ring doorbell' type freeze frames
of a young man's face at someone's door. A warning to others.
I remember feeling startled by his expression...
eyes so wide, cheeks hollowed and mouth ajar.
He was evidently up to no good, they posted.
But then as I read the comments for more information...
all I could think of was that he was 'somebody's child'.
He may still fall under the many other labels he was given by members of this town,
but he was still 'somebody's child'.
How would that family feel seeing this?
For, doing well or doing wrong...
Fulfilling expectations
Causing delight
or trauma
or trauma
...that young man is somebody's child.
That shooter
somebody's child
The power company employees, not doing their job
somebody's child
The emergency first responders, doing their job
somebody's child
That neighbor one can't stand
somebody's child
The co-workers you connect with, or don't
somebody's child
The one doing well
somebody's child
The one having struggles
somebody's child
somebody's child
Strong - Shine - Good times - Hard times
Same - Different
Everywhere in between
somebody's child
somebody's child
Yesterday, a Maserati came racing up behind me,
cutting over to the left, his engine roaring his manhood.
Yet, a moment later there we sat side-by-side at the stoplight.
I glanced over his way and there in the front seat sat a little boy. His boy?
There where the air bag would explode,
his little head leaning back against the fancy seat.
somebody's child
Idiot! I think. Idiot!
Then I remember...
somebody's child
somebody's child
somebody's child
The boy and the man,
somebody's child
This is what I have been pondering lately.
With so much wrong in the world,
causing concern, anger, despair.
I've been trying to remind myself,
somebody's child
I think I need a lot more practice.
May your days be as peaceful as possible
As open and fulfilling as desired
May they be all that you need
~or at least, 'enough' of what you want.
xo
Photos by NAE ©2018
"Jungle" Lyrics
[Instrumental Intro]
I see the way you move
It's so fluid
Be here by my side
Got nothing to hide
Know that you're hurting
I see the tears behind those eyes
And I can't wipe them clear
Your love is like gold to me
But you hold me closer to the light
Wouldn't find a bullet inside
Unless you magnify
But you throw me into the deep end
Expect me to know how to swim
And I, I put my faith inside my hands
Cause I will be just fine
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Welcome to the jungle
You got to close your eyes and see
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Real or not
Real or not
Suit and tie with my black jeans on
And I'm paralyzed thinkin' when or what to say
Think of ability you want a single daddy
And you might be the one
Suit and tie with my curly hair
When you're making your way when I look you stare
Said are you real, do you feel, are you there?
Ashes to ashes
And the embers are ablaze
Oh, I gotta rise amongst you, though
And I think about your face every day
But you pull me closer to the light
You wouldn't find the bullets inside
Only if you magnify
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Welcome to the jungle
You got to close your eyes and see
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Real or not
Real or not
It's so fluid
Be here by my side
Got nothing to hide
Know that you're hurting
I see the tears behind those eyes
And I can't wipe them clear
Your love is like gold to me
But you hold me closer to the light
Wouldn't find a bullet inside
Unless you magnify
But you throw me into the deep end
Expect me to know how to swim
And I, I put my faith inside my hands
Cause I will be just fine
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Welcome to the jungle
You got to close your eyes and see
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Real or not
Real or not
Suit and tie with my black jeans on
And I'm paralyzed thinkin' when or what to say
Think of ability you want a single daddy
And you might be the one
Suit and tie with my curly hair
When you're making your way when I look you stare
Said are you real, do you feel, are you there?
Ashes to ashes
And the embers are ablaze
Oh, I gotta rise amongst you, though
And I think about your face every day
But you pull me closer to the light
You wouldn't find the bullets inside
Only if you magnify
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Welcome to the jungle
You got to close your eyes and see
Welcome to the jungle
Are you gonna dance with me?
Real or not
Real or not