Just Venting...I think....I pray that I am..But I don't know...
Just a few years ago
I said goodbye
to your father
my brother
he who Watched
from the Watchtower
helped to shape Destee.com
into what it is today
Yes just a few years ago
I said goodbye
to my little brother
one part of The Xtreme Family
back then it started with three
You, Rich and I
when I said goodbye to him
I took you in
his seed
my flesh and blood
to raise as my own
giving your mother
a place of peace and security
until
things got better
healing began
and time moved on
but just a few years later
violence
snatched you out of my life
and you have gone the road
of your father
my brother
at the tender age of 9
no more shall I see your face
when I come home
go to your plays at school
or even teach you the golden rule in Sunday School
again
I must reach down in my grief
and keep the family together
your mother distraugt
beyond belief
your siblings not understanding
and I
I
I'm being consumed by my dark side
trying to hold it together
doing what I do best
scribing about love
yet
love keeps leaving our family
senseless violence
accidental death
metal intruder
shot from a rod of death
aimed one way
but took its own course the wrong way
struck you
replay of the same scene
years ago
when it was a friend's daughter being shot on her birthday
but she made it
you didn't
but I know who did it
everyone praying that I leave it alone
let the law lay down the law
but the law has no remedy
for what ails Chitown...
but I do
Pray for me
while you sit high with your father
Watching
because
Pray for me
not that I don't give in
but pray that when I do what must be done
I'll have mercy on their soul...
Just a few years ago
I said goodbye
to your father
my brother
he who Watched
from the Watchtower
helped to shape Destee.com
into what it is today
Yes just a few years ago
I said goodbye
to my little brother
one part of The Xtreme Family
back then it started with three
You, Rich and I
when I said goodbye to him
I took you in
his seed
my flesh and blood
to raise as my own
giving your mother
a place of peace and security
until
things got better
healing began
and time moved on
but just a few years later
violence
snatched you out of my life
and you have gone the road
of your father
my brother
at the tender age of 9
no more shall I see your face
when I come home
go to your plays at school
or even teach you the golden rule in Sunday School
again
I must reach down in my grief
and keep the family together
your mother distraugt
beyond belief
your siblings not understanding
and I
I
I'm being consumed by my dark side
trying to hold it together
doing what I do best
scribing about love
yet
love keeps leaving our family
senseless violence
accidental death
metal intruder
shot from a rod of death
aimed one way
but took its own course the wrong way
struck you
replay of the same scene
years ago
when it was a friend's daughter being shot on her birthday
but she made it
you didn't
but I know who did it
everyone praying that I leave it alone
let the law lay down the law
but the law has no remedy
for what ails Chitown...
but I do
Pray for me
while you sit high with your father
Watching
because
Pray for me
not that I don't give in
but pray that when I do what must be done
I'll have mercy on their soul...