What has become of me?
Who has forsaken me? Who let me rot?
Now, no-one trots safely across...
You've disconnected me,
Taken away from me my powers to unite,
To bridge the gap and raise up friends
in one communal family.
Oh, what a heavy burden you've imposed
upon my brittle planks, where once upon a time
happy footsteps danced
with passion to and fro...
Many a times my rails a gentle guide
for all to reach the other side.
Now, portals blocked, where once
the young and restless chased the night.
And for the weary, saddened souls
my sanctuary arms beheld their woes.
Tracking wagons and their cattle,
Travelers and |Messengers towards their destiny.
I am the Bridge that hears your cry---
but now not even I
can quicken a saviours' call,
and as the waters rush below
among my wooden piers,my wounded soul can transcendent no more.
Oh hear me, let me once again
expand the spheres of thy community.
Majestic I shall be no more
but humbly, still and strong---
together we shall ride the tide
of life's momentous wrongs,
until you safely reach a higher shore.
Oh, how I'd love to be your Bridge once more.
