Ryan White, symbol of justice Or child of innocence, messenger of love Where are you now, where have you gone? Ryan White, I miss your sunny days We carelessly frolicked in extended plays I miss you, Ryan White I miss your smile, innocent and bright I miss your glory, I miss your light Ryan White, symbol of contradiction Child of irony, or child of fiction? I think of your shattered life Of your struggle, of your strife While ladies dance in the moonlit night Champagne parties on chartered cruises I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain Of ignorant fear gone insane In a hysterical society With free-floating anxiety And feigned piety I miss you, Ryan White You showed us how to stand and fight In the rain you were a cloudburst of joy The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy In the depths of your anguished sorrow Was the dream of another tomorrow. © 1992 Michael Joseph Jackson - Dancing The Dream
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