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The Hard Way

I pray each and every day From GOD I try not to stray Through this week things have gone so bad Lost a beloved uncle, which is so sad Said a proper goodbye and buried a good man But things in my own family have hit the fan My son messed up, getting involved with the cops Something I had no control over and could not stop He was suppose to come straight home from school Not getting himself ticketed, nor being a fool Now I’m the bad guy, his excuses I do not buy I know deep down inside he’s telling a lie He won’t admit what he did Is mad at me for the truth I have not hid My husband and I have not been together on this as one I feel I am a prisoner, being held with a gun Right now I’m in so much pain Feeling that my efforts are all in vain Not allowing his wrongs, to make my mind spin Doing my best to not let the Devil win One day he’ll realize I only have his best interests at heart Until then I won’t give up, I have to continue to do my part To not allow him to stray Even if I have to do it the hard way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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