© 2004 By Alan Babbitt Jr. Broken
silence, a Child stands and states,
"Your Highness, please forgive my father for what he has done
If he is killed his wife will mourn and i am his only son."
The King replies, "His actions are done and wont be taken
back
pain he has caused me and i return it with no slack. You see i have
recorded every mistake from birth, only now do I judge it for all
it
is worth."
Upon tear dropped eyes, the child looks up and sighs, " My
life for
his if he will not die."
The king accepts and throws the father aside, and takes the son's
life
without a chance to cry!
Now if I told you this was a story of old, or a movie made and
sold
No doubt to believe with ease you would receive
Now if I told you this was the story of a life many have forgot
How many would choose to believe me and how many would not
You see as a people we choose to demise with these lies told by
man
We worship cows and idols instead of He that is I Am
There's no excuse for the misuse of the gifts we have been given
Would you spit in your mother's eye and expect to be forgiven?
Of course, no mother would turn her back on her child
Especially one she worked so hard on, not to be defiled
So is the same with your father above
One mention of sorrow and away it goes with the dove
Now please believe what i have said
No lies come from my mouth, only truth sits in this head
Blessed is the child that chooses to believe
For this story, my friends, will bring you to your knees.
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