Stranger

 

I was born in a place

where honest men turn to thieves in desperation;

friends are few and far between,

and the streets are filled with no one to be trusted.

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So I came, uninvited, to this place

where a man can make a living out of nothing.

Now I have made an honest living,

and I’ve made some friends among my neighbors.

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And now we all have seen

the evil that a desperate man can bring:

It crumbles our buildings.

It threatens our streets.

It turns our friends to enemies.

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And though each man is merely but a breath,

fear consumes us in the sight of death.

And death has shaken us.

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And I am a stranger here,

yes I am a stranger.

Though, familiar, are the faces that I see.

I have seen faces change when the heart is full of fear:

Smilin’ eyes turn to cold and distant stares.

And I am a stranger here.

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I wasn’t born in this place,

though I’ve raised my children in her streets.

I have watched them in wonder

at an innocence that I had never known.

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I am thankful for this place,

where liberty is born into a man.

Now I mourn for my neighbors

who fear without knowing who to fear.

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For now we all have seen

the evil that a desperate man can bring:

It crumbles our buildings.

it threatens our streets.

It turns our friends to enemies.

-

And though each man is merely but a breath,

fear consumes us in the sight of death.

And death has shaken us.

-

And I am a stranger here,

yes I’m a stranger.

Though, familiar, are the faces that I see.

I have seen faces change when the heart is full of fear:

smilin’ eyes turn to cold and distant stares.

And I am a stranger here.