A Cuspian child

Swinging like the pendulum

Back and forth I sway

Surely a happy medium

Oh who am I today?

I’d like to fire up a storm

Though question why I bother

It’s not a choice I clearly see

For I am like no other

An energy that thirsts ideas

Often punished and tossed aside

Self harm the pity of the soul

Delivered so it may hide

A child of God I came to be

With the sun my ruling planet

Forces flip and I’m reversed

Drawn by a lunar magnet

One daughter of our universe

Was born of the morning sun

Her stars that line both equally

Born also when night begun

By Debbie Stevens Ó 2007