As I grew up
My life was rough
In order to survive
I had to get tough
I tried to do the right thing
Keep my life together
But things just fell apart
My life was shattered..
We all have our problems
Blind leading the blind
Never stopping to think
Using the full potential of our mind.
The path I took had a a lot of twist and turns
I was unable to slow down
To practice and learn..
Now I sit here
Paying the ultimate price
Dear Son
Don’t sacrifice your life!
In a thousand and one ways
I ask for your forgiveness
This load I am carrying
Is quite tremendous
In all honesty I am sorry
And I know I have sin
And love to never end?
Stay out of trouble Son
It’s not to late
Turn your life around
Beat the odds of fate
Last but not least
Pray to God above
And forever loved…
Copyright 1997 by Horace Thomas All rights reserved
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