In Descrimanent Love

------ When a Mother gives' Birth She give's it with Love She sore's to the High Heaven To the Christ, Fore She is giving birth A gift from above... ------ Such a complication device ------ Devised by God In order to herd His children For that traipse to eternity And only Heaven knows When that will be..... For they are awaiting Their return... To that honorable place Among He ------- Yes, the Mother gives' Birth A gift to the World Rather it be a baby boy Or maybe, A baby girl... ----- Their love is so innocent Innocent and free Shaped and molded by The like's of you and me ------ Yes, they are our Hope's and dream's For the next generation Marred by frustration Self-loathe and indignation Yet, they do follow threw To start a new nation ----- A nation to be A nation of one One where people Shall be delivered ------ All soon to become One ------ Where the Will of Christ Shall be done' ------ For this is their Heaven And this is their Earth Fighting twin evil inclination Just awaiting the time of Restoration... ------ Where the lineage of time Is their only Salvation Another simple case of The blind leading the blind In hopes' and dreams' In contemplation GF