But I’m going back to that day
That day ,when I lost everything I loved.
I was a young girl in the village, so happy and free
My life wasn’t easy but I would have to agree
That I had all I needed, a home and loving parents
And then my whole world ended with just one day.
My parents were gone. I was all alone
My dad who loved me so much wasn’t there.
What am I to do? I just stand and stare.
There’s not even pain, I just feel so numb
Tears try to come but nothing.....only numb.
How can there be a God if such can happen
My beliefs are all shattered. I’m totally broken.
If only I’d done something
They’d be here with me, I just know it.
We’d be a family again, so happy to show it.
Why did I survive? Oh, why did I survive ?
How I miss them so.
Daddy, dear daddy I miss you so much
Your love was so strong and the feel of your touch
Made me your loving daughter, feel so fearless and safe
I miss you dear daddy and your love I do crave.
But I’ve come back again
To this place of such pain
I’m a woman now, no longer a girl who feels so much woe.
Come to help young Sandra and me get past all our sorrow.
Let me hold you close and permit you to cry
Cry your tears my dear girl no need to be dry.
Let them run like a river, each one giving relief
Taking that sadness, that terrible grief.
No need to feel guilty for what happened back then
You could do nothing to prevent it. You couldn’t stop these bad men.
Whatever could cause such annihilation?
Friends killing friends, neighbours killing neighbours.
How could they do such inhuman deeds?
Even kill babies, watch their mothers bleed?
The answer.... like a snake, tried to slither and hide.
It finally felt safe behind the word genocide.
But that doesn’t tell us what caused this, it’s quite clear
The cause, of such horror was really........ just fear.
The suffering is still there deep inside my soul
And I’ve come now for healing to make myself whole.
So my dearest young Sandra, give me your pain
The numbness can go now, your devil is slain.
I’ll always be here whenever you’re in need
You can call on me anytime to help set you free.
Let me comfort and console you
Let me hug you so tight
I want you to know that what you did was all right
You were young, so frightened and very alone
You had no control over what was going on.
What could you do in such a terrible situation ?
But, give it up to your God and await a divine, new creation.
And the creation came in only a few years
A creation so powerful, it helped reduce your fears.
From across the wide ocean sent to you from above
A mentor to teach you and give you unconditional love.
Someone to help you in all that you do
Give you guidance and purpose and always be true.
To help lift your spirit when you become dejected
Be by your side when you need protected .
Many who survived the genocide
Would feel only hatred and pain and want to hide.
Their voice would be bitter and rough and hoarse
But yours, dear Sandra, was connected to the one and only Source.
It’s beautiful, pure, captivating, soulful, haunting,
And inspires such testament that is quite daunting
Sandra K is the nightingale of our souls.
Just watch her soar and reach all her goals.
Your beautiful voice has danced into myriad hearts
It has touched and caressed so very many parts.
Given them joy and a feeling of pleasure
Taken them to a place they always will treasure
It has blessed as God planned and given you a direction
And, like everything from Him, this is pure perfection.
Success is in your grasp, it’s yours right now.
If you believe in this truth, others will have no doubt.
So now can you see why you did survive?
You couldn’t have accomplished all these things without being alive.
From out of the ashes of that terrible event,
You’ve blossomed like a flower to us, heaven-sent.
2nd September 2007
Gordon Nicol
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