Thursday, November 15, 2018

Amen Omen by Ben Harper

What started as a whisper,
Slowly turned in to a scream.
Searching for an answer
Where the question is unseen.
I don't know where you came from
And I don't know where you've gone.
Old friends become old strangers
Between darkness and the dawn
Amen omen, will I see your face again?
Amen omen, can I find the place within
To live my life without you?
I still hear you saying
"All of life is chance,
And is sweetest, is sweetest when at a glance"
But I live,
I live a hundred lifetimes in a day.
But I die a little
In every breath I take.
Amen omen, will I see your face again?
Amen omen, can I find the place within
To live my life without you?
I listen to a whisper,
Slowly drift away.
Silence is the loudest,
Parting word you never say.
I put


I used to listen to this song when I missed my sister Rachel after she went away to university. I find it touching and evocative. Of course I never really had to worry my sister wouldn't return, but I knew she would return altered and changed by experiences she would have. Change is constant in this life, but adjusting to change is the kicker. I find Ben Harper so helpful in expressing my emotions, particularly to do with mental illness or justice issues. I can't relate to being biracial, but I have a nephew who is newly born and biracial, and I do not tolerate hate or condone violence. The black rain has fallen and we are left picking up the pieces and hoping they can be reassembled.

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