Monday, September 27, 2010

A Past, A Mother, A Child, A Hope, A Happy Ever After

MOTHER: Oh, sweet child, lay your head, rest
In mother's soft, cozy breast
Oh, tell me, what's the matter?
Who has made you cry? Somber?

CHILD: No one likes me mother dear
They avoid me, ran in fear
I try to be friends, I do
Oh, but no one let's me to
They say it's because of you
A filthy woman, a whore
And I was born out of bore

MOTHER: Oh, don't listen to them child
So what if I'm filthy? Defiled?
Does that change my love for you?
Does that make my love less true?
My love, is all that matters
Like those great city rivers
No matter what state I'm in
Full of filth, muck, I may be
Or clear as water could be
I hold my head high and grin
I have you, my child, my sweet
My heart continues to beat
For you, in you, I found light
In a life darker than night
You are my only treasure
My sole joy, my sole pleasure
In you I found love, peace, hope

An accident you may be
Best thing that happened to me
I changed much as one could change
Like a dog healing from mange
To give you a better life
One free of fucks, drugs and strife

NARRATOR: Upon hearing this, the child
Sat down and uttered so mild
I love you mother, I do
I don't care if those were true
All that matters is that you
Love me with all heart and soul

The child sat, hugged the mother
A kiss replied the latter
As they wipped the rolling tears
And their sorrow changed to cheers
As the sun sets and moon dawns
In a town that never sleeps
The two ready for supper
And happy ever after