Graceful Charity
Graceful angel with gossamer wings,
I have turned to every other card but you in my torment;
In other times of need I have not prayed for you,
Since you seemed to offer only slight help to my current hand
I thought I only needed more cards, not better cards
Now I am disgusted with Pot of Greed,
And the other six sins are fast closing in on me;
Graceful Charity, can you find it in your heart
To help me, now that I am on my knees
Humiliated, shamed, and beaten by my own heart?
His Raigeki and Harpie's Feather Duster devastated me,
Leaving me with no Cure Master to rebuild me, to heal me
I had no more monsters to play, no more words I could say
Left wide open, vulnerable, silent, painfully silent
Yet still I did not reach for you yet
But you were there, in dreams when I didn't ask;
Your feathered wings closed softly around my sobbing form
As I lay in bed, shuddering, with overflowing eyes and hoarse voice
You took me in without prejudice, and your gentle advice
Floats softly in my heart even now
Graceful Charity, can you pull the gentle cards I need?
No longer do I need my Jinzo or my Blue-Eyes White Dragon
I need my Blue Medicine and my Rain of Mercy, and your magic
To get the vile pictures of righteous rage and anguish out of my hand
So I will finally be able to grow up and heal us both
No longer do I need my Megamorph or my Axe of Despair
Graceful Charity, send me the tender cards I need to help my former opponent
Who is just as beaten as I am, even though he is too prideful to show it
We need your celestial wisdom, your power to heal us
To trade the bad for the good, the sorrow for the joy