Be Good My Child
Wandered from your village, lost and alone
Over the years you were sick of your home
Looked for another chance somewhere below
Saw a small butterfly that you would follow
The hole was winding forever so
Not aware of the world lying below
Holding your heart, onto your hopes
Tumbling down the mountain slopes
Landed like a baby bird
Hopeless, desperate, alone, and hurt
My child found you, awestruck and afraid
While you cried, he sat and stayed
He took you with him, to our home
A humble place where we monsters roam
You didn't speak, shy when you came
I fed you well, I asked your name
You took great pleasure in playing with my horns
You would wake up and do it every morn
My furry ears would tickle your nose
And you pretended my tail was a fire hose
My son cared for you with all his heart
He hated when you two were apart
Humans gave you something, it was old
A heart locked carved from gold
You gave it to him at the waterfall
To him it was the most special thing of all
He hugged you tight, not letting go
It was a love only family would know
After all these years of love and play
You were sadly taken away
The reaper came, filled with greed
And you did follow his dark lead
Genocide is what you craved
A bloodstained path is what you paved
Murdering monsters just like me
And my precious son did see
You are not like us any more
You became sick and rotten to your core
But I still loved you, how could I not?
You were my child, I haven't forgot
Then one day, a monster saw you
Decided to stop you through and through
His mighty horns were standing tall
His heart held no regrets at all
You dodged him, panting as you ran
But a child like you can't win against a monster man
He blasted and sliced and chopped and struck
All you needed was pure luck
And when your form was lying still
The monster got a sudden chill
Did he kill you? He wouldn't dare
He remembered when he found you there
Memories flashed through his mind
Of all of the good and horrible times
He held the locket out to you
Hoping that you'd start anew
You stood up in the empty space
He pulled you into a tight embrace
You hugged him back, he had high hope
But you grabbed your knife and issued the blow
You killed my son, I know that now
But I still love you somehow
You were my child, kind and bright
Until you went into the night
I kneel before you, on the ground
You killed me child, you stood and frowned
As I spoke to you in a voice so mild
All I said was, “Be good my child”
Based on Undertale
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