SniperAngel

I’m actually looking for Youtube videos that will loosen up my tired spirit. But damnit, I was even wrecked by the time I saw Martina McBride’s Concrete Angel. It is a song that gives awareness about child abuse. It sounds like my typical Hillsongs actually, plus a heavy beyond-the-soul lyrics.

Concrete Angel lyrics

She walks to school with the lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she’s holdin’ back
Wearin’ the same dress she wore yesterday
She hides the bruises with linen and lace

The teacher wonders but she doesn’t ask
It’s hard to see the pain behind the mask
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can’t rise above
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she’s loved
Concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it’ll be too late

[Repeat Chorus]

A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
A name is written on a polished rock
A broken heart that the world forgot

[Repeat Chorus]

The video is of the actual message of the lyrics, that as we close our eyes there are children being beaten to the extent that they die in the hands of those who brought them here. Children are blessings [well I don't have one yet so to speak in a parental perspective but I'm planning to have when the right time comes]. There are lots of couples incapable of bearing a child, they pray and pray and even undergo surgical intervention but sometimes the chances are so slim. On the other hand there are parents who just bear and bear like frenzy without even thinking how will they grow, where will the tuition fees will come from when they start schooling, things like that.

My general weakness in handling patients are the extremes which are Pediatrics and Geriatrics because of their sensitive conditions and needs. But they also signify the beginning and end of a borrowed life, so when I deal with patients like them I can’t stop but to think how every life here on Earth affects everyone indirectly. We’re woven with invisible webs that connects us even in a minute line, and sometimes fate clears these invisibilities.