When
I Drape Despondent Air
When I drape despondent air
And seem as though I do not care,
It's just this captured side of me
That sorely strives to be set free.
I try so hard to busy be-
To walk this life as fancy-free-
But soon this lonely voice inside
Tugs at my heart and shakes my pride.
It's so hard to love thyself
Because I see through all this wealth
That I am stained and tainted, too-
And I have crucified The Jew.
I hang my head in all this shame.
Yet Christ has took from me this blame
So I could walk this life of mine
In steps of dignity, sublime.
So when I drape despondent air
And seem as though I do not care,
It's just this Raptured side of me
That sorely strives to set me free.
© 31 January 1983 Audrie Inise Shively Rogers
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