Survivors

Beaten and broken into pieces
We lay like lovers do

Ecstatically drained

Eternally blue

Repent now at leisure 
Reassembled in haste
Various woods 

Pieces of waste

We were found cut 

Already shaped
Marked and scarred
Wanting in taste

Song

Lost in the waste box
Down in the dumps
Lie around broken
Bruises and lumps

Hopeless and helpless
lost in space
one of us a foot
Another was a face

We are survivors
We are the new
You are the many
We are the few

Put us together
Unite us in fun
I am a robot
He is a gun

Refuged and refreshed
Reformed and reshaped
Recently enmeshed
Lately escaped

We are survivors
No longer lost
Paying the price
Bearing the cost

We are survivors
No longer depraved
Show us forgiveness

We are the saved

Creed

Our maker..

Saviour would be wrong

A little strong 

Don’t you think?
Creates us

Not in his image 

But in his imagination
He sees us 

Not for what we are 

But for
What we could be

He facilitates our rebirth 

Engineers our resurrection

He makes us 

He saves us

He loves us

He paints us 

He identifies us

We are survivors

We are light of heart 

 Contemplative, Reminiscent

We are not lonely

We are grateful

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