2/15/96
A Poem
Madonna, I wrote this poem for you when
I felt I could no longer hold back my
feelings. If you get a chance to read
nothing else contained here, I want
you to read this. That is why I have
put it at the front. When I wrote it,
I had no inkling that you would see it,
I was just writing to maintain my own
sanity. Now, I am certain that it
will find its way to you. Every word
comes from my heart.
2/8/96
Madonna
by Ben Kinder
Angel of hope
In a world of dispair,
Surrounded with ghosts
Your light made me care.
I wanted to hear you, see you, become you.
My mind was so crushed, so decieved, so out of touch.
I just couldn't see the light within me.
Your music is healing, your voice soothing.
When you speak I am made to see truth,
I am so hungry and you give me more.
Then I feel ashamed for being so greedy.
Your love feels like Rain.
Forgive me if I imitate you,
I want so much to please you.
When all that's left is a material world,
You remind me that you're so much more than just a material girl.
All my emotions are felt through you,
Your music helps me feel them through.
I used to wonder who you really are,
You told me that I'd never know.
I realized your words were true
and said, "It doesn't really matter."
So I went for what was superficial,
Your looks, your images, your shows.
They inspired something in me,
Something no one else could see.
But I know that all this has a price;
more than the money I paid to buy your records,
see your videos, and watch your movies
so you could have a better life.
No these emotions don't come cheap,
It takes far more than that to weep.
For all the millions
you have pleased,
around the world
and overseas,
you lost a mother whom you loved
and that's something which can never be recovered.
Out of this pain which the rest of us can hardly imagine,
You give the world a gift,
A gift that some just cannot fathom.
You lived to tell the world,
Express yourself you did,
The suffering, pain, and heartache
from which you gave us joy.
The price was paid for this holiday.
The cost: one heart in a thousand pieces.
When you are ready, begin your journey
into this living work of art.
You will not regret it.