Listening to story of a never ending event
Dragging the constant horror of life and death
Only to bring shame to the realm that is only in the head
I ask why shed so much hatred for another
Another that brings pain and anguish
The same another that pours meaningless promises
The same other that bring more pain than approval
The open drill and routine of continuous friction
Crying silent to the obvious conditions
Conditions to a contract only the devil could form
But he sits in the back with eyes of dismay
That the contract this time was done by man rather than beast
Shame on a coin the flips to honor
Gracious Lord that seem beyond the reach of the sinner
How can one be open to fair game
When the hunter has no morals and the prey has no pride but shame
Is there a reason why the scorn continues to bare fruit
Give its spawn names like bastard and abortion
What can I do to prevent this from happening
Or is my words of concern and admiration too late
What is my purpose to words refused by many
Consumed by none, over looked by all
Did I reach a point to where my words mean nothing
To see a man cry his deepest secrets and pains
To cover his face to block out the shame
Do I have the right to say............I'm Sorry
Do I
Sincerely Yours,
Q & A
Thanks for tweeting me Alley. I was worrried about you. I have children about your age and you scared the bejesus out of me. Keep writing :)
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