Cant Was spawned in a gutter
Shes taken me thereits probably not
occurred to her anmore often than she might care to admit
Yad think only a criminal might return
to the scene of the crime
Her family warned her about going
out on her own but she was headstrong
Being headstrong is probably
what saved my life She had to come to
terms with her family forcing me on her If
Gods Will was having a bastard Gods Will was better than her aborting me
As a boy it was my job to take
the garbage out and burn it When the ash
cooled I scattered it in the cinder alley
After I learned about meoverhead
it adults talking drunk
too loud After I learned I couldnt help but think of it
every time I burned garbage
Whas funny funny
such a stupid mother but such a bright woman If only she could have shaken her family They were going to have me She became some kind of religious
vessel Wasnt a Virgin Mary I was no Christ child Who can delude themselves with marvelous inanity
and force it on someone they say they love
It was when I realised what surrounded me that I ran away
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