Terror and Tears
Terror and tears rolled down her
face
Sirens wailed
No I didn't want to die
No I don't want to die
Just his attention
I just wanted him to hold me
Instead he was angry, shouted
I just wanted to be loved
My Mother? She lives not too far
We haven't spoken for so long
My Dad you know, he did it too
15 that's how old I was
It's so easy, the knife is very
sharp
Just his attention that's all I
wanted
I was just 13, the first trick
I just closed my eyes real tight
A small whisper, Mom are you there
Is this the right kind of love?
A shower and I was clean
School, then the streets.... all
alone
So many caring men
He loves his kids he says
A blur, they come and go
That white powder I was told
Helps you hang in there
Please.... love me
Stay with me to go through the
night
Love is..........
Dad why did you have to die?
Tell me that you still love me
Caring hands, keep pressure on
that vein
Their faces a blur through my
tears
Am I going to............
I just want him to hold me
Love is...........
Is he there
He cares you know
18 months together
We did it, a baby inside me
Mom, are you and Daddy coming to
see
Wailing sirens
I don't want to die
Through my own pain
I said, do you know
God thinks you are very special
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The City
10 days before the greatest event
The birth of our Saviour.. His Son
Some call it the holiday season
But we know…..this too belongs to Him
Spotted all through the city
Twinkling lights
add to the festive mood
bustling crowds all through the mall
Please don’t forget
It all belongs to Him…Gods own Son
He came for this
To die for you
Grandpa when are we ready
Children such a precious gift
We have no snow in which to play
But we still need to cut our
Christmas Tree you know
Its Saturday
5 days before Christmas
A birthday to celebrate
Presents, a Woody Train
Round and round it goes
Wired Kids & Grandkids
Bouncing off the wall
Joyful Anticipation…in every home
Every Home?
One Home ….Joy turns to
Horrible pain
Screams in the silence of the night
Please come
She called 911
As she cut him down
A husband… loved Father…. a friend
Lost his job
Do you feel the pain
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