The darkness creeps in like a snake for its prey,
The moments dodging around like a child around clay
The keys don't seem to open my door,
But I heard a sound, a murmur and suddenly a roar
A child inside my house it seemed,
Blood dropping down below me, my heart it was, the one to bleed
I broke open the door and saw a mother hanging down the ceiling,
The CHILD saw me, with the mothers eyes looking at me, and saying
"Life dominates you with responsibilities unknown,
I had this child without knowing the father to his name
He came into this world with a hole in his heart,
I gave up oh son, take care of my son, be his cart
And take him around like a father does to his son
So that his heart heals with no surgery, but LOVE"
She broke into my house as I was away,
never knew she was watching me so close, my each step, each sway
The child was numb, hollow and blind to her mother hanging
But his tears were of blood, a sign for me to his KING
"I shall grant you far more than the pain what GOD gave your mother,
Make you a a surface to withstand Train, Bus, storm, tram and boulder"
I buried the Mother but before that I noticed a smile on her face
Thanking me for my deed, I shed a tear in grace
Today this child is the weapon to every LADY who is made through distress and pain
By every man, WHO DOES HIS JOB, LEAVES without a motherfucking trail
This child is a symbol for every woman to SELF REALIZE
So go out, EDUCATE or grant that knowledge, for we could change their life
SO BE THE CLICK AND MAXIMIZE
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