No One Must Know Who I Am

No One Must Know Who I Am...

By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

Under the cover of darkness I made my way

To a secret doorway to another world

Another world that is Hell

Where the weak are preyed upon by the strong

Either robbed, raped, or killed

Living in this world it is just... a matter of time

Where are the dead people buried

I've never heard, nor seen

Where the dead are taken from this world

I see people standing in the distance

Around a metal can with a burning fire

I see flames dancing up to the sky

Someone just stirred that fire to make it blaze

To give extra warmth to ward off the cold

Let me place my hands there for a moment

I joined the crowd at the fire

Held my hands out to warm

I'm here on a mission, no one must know

I have joined these people, I'm one of their own

I live two lives, they must not know

I have a secret doorway I travel between two worlds

I make dreams come true, miracles happen

For now, I am homeless, but, I see

I watch, listen, wait to 'know'... soon I'll be gone

again

I'll slip out that doorway back to riches in my world

For I am a millionaire in my real life

I visit the homeless, stay for a time, go back to make a miracle happen

No one knows who I am, I live with two closets

One with the world's finest clothes

The second with the most pitiful of wardrobes

I listen to a child who wishes for a real bed

Not knowing what a real bed feels like

She says it must feel like a cotton cloud

I'll make sure that child gets her bed

She doesn't know it yet

She'll have a new bed, home by the end of the month

I stay in Hell long enough to know

Just who I want to rescue from this world

To bring out my secret doorway, to a new life

Let me go now, to do my work

Make the most of my stay here

Soon, I will make a miracle come true

No one must know who I am

I'm like the wind you don't see cooling your skin

I'm invisible, but.. I'm there