-A BABY-

I saw you when you first came inside attach in your mother arm,
a smile across your face, expressing your highly sweet good charm.
That's the day when it all started, watched you cry late at night,
Tears coming down from your eyes, to me that was a hurtful sight.
I couldn’t do anything, stood there cold in fear, so i sung a song,
Open my mouth and your little ears witness the sound "ding dong"
There must've been a "dam" in his eyes cause the tears stopped,
From that point on, my fears decreased and my worry dropped.
One Minute you smiled at me then you went to sleep in the darkness,
watched to make you were ok, guarded tight that night like being
...strapped in a harness.

-A TEENAGER-

It was during this time that you showed your depression,
your heart was being ripped into sections, flame of regression,
trapped inside of you, tried so hard to let it go but it was hard,
felt scarred, wishing instead of being an object-be a peace card.
I see in your eye's the hurt when you saw your mother casket fall,
From the effect of a bomb your world blew into pieces-as tears bawl.
Felted that I wanted to cry also, instead of that i sung you a song,
Open my mouth and your ears witness the beautiful sound-"ding dong".
You said, "I'll have to cherish the memories. I’m going to stay strong",
From that Point on, you tucked and sucked your tears away and
....moved along.

-ADULT-

Happiness is back into play, your married and got 2 beautiful kids,
a wife by your side that who healed your deepest wounds of slits.
I remember that time you was smiling when you brought her here,
she was in your arms looking like an white dove with wings
..that conceal your fear.
9 years passed and your standing outside of your house window,
The tears that course down your cheek don't dry up as the wind blows.
I can tell the rage is exploding in you seeing your wife lips not on you,
your mind is all confuse, love of plague sickness heating up- like flu.
you trickled, blood flicker, your splenetic feelings going crazy my son,
breathing trying to regain conscious-took your kids. feeling relax
....when you heard my song

-THE GRAVE-

This house holds too many bad memories. I see you quivering,
shaking-thinking what should you do to about this agony aching.
Can't take it no more I see, feeling like your in the middle of hell,
brain cells going out of control, can't move your trapped in a cell.
there's only one thing to do to take care of this and that is to burn it,
let it go down in ashes, fire flicker while you outside- laughing.
O my son...leaving me too soon?...my woods is getting churned,
burned. Guess my time is up as you hear the father clock go
"ding dong"..as into ashes I turn.

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