En Memoriam
I still see four smiling children
eyes full of love and trust
and a bitter deceiving serpent
feeding on the dust
We may never understand
the minds of evil men
Could it be part of a greater plan
to teach the sinfulness of sin
Is this the fruit of our free will
that one could sink so low
was the fate of these four children
decided long ago
I'll never know how this could happen
It's not my place to ask why
I don't know whether to cry and pray
or whether to pray and cry
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