Please Don't be Indifferent to Me; a Poem I Wrote about My Father

This is a song I wrote, my father talking in first person; my parents' story of meeting Baba, and moving to the center thereafter.

          Please Don't be...

I would give anything for a glimpse of Your face,
I would do anything for one embrace,
I'd travel far to sit at Your feet,
And oh, I have longed for You I would meet.

So, please don't be indifferent to me,
Please don't be indifferent to me.

I had lay dying, I was only in my thirties,
Tom Riley cabled You, the cable said 'mercy,'
And, then I got better and my dream came true,
For You are the Messiah and I got to see You.

And, You showed Your love for me,
And, You showed Your love for me.

My wife went to see You one year before,
I stayed with the children and longed for You more,
My daughter sent a message, she was only three,
She said 'tell Baba I need Him,' and she did indeed.

So, please don't be indifferent to her,
Please don't be indifferent to her.

You showed me Your face, they shown a great light,
Then I would paint You the rest of my life,
We sat at Your feet, myself and my wife,
And, then we gave You the rest of our life.

So, please don't be indifferent to us,
Please don't be indifferent to us.

So, I took my family to live at Your center,
I gave up everything I had to build our home there,
But for my children, they surely have nothing, 
And my children have children and they have suffered too.

So, please don't be indifferent to them,
Please don't be indifferent to them.

      I painted Your face everyday til all my 
      sight went away,
      I painted Your face everyday til all my 
      sight went away,
      I closed the gate every night and opened 
      it every day,
      I closed the gate every night and opened 
      it every day,
      Now they go through the gate and they 
      got nothing to say,
      Now they go through the gate and they 
      got nothing to say.

So please don't be indifferent to me,
Please don't be indifferent to us, 
Please don't be indifferent to them.

                            by Leslie Ott Walsh