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Mama How Mama Why Me Mama

I lay in your belly and loved you, because you were my mother. In your belly was were Elohim placed me, to be your son or daughter, I once briefly thought that I would enjoy your laughter of the silly things I would have done, or the silly things i would have said. you mama never love me enough to give me that chance. Don't know much if there were love between you and my father, and mama what would father say if he knew what you have done? Now why do you ask the seeker of souls to write your sorrowful letter to me, Mama did you love me, Mama would my brother and sister would have loved me? Mama why didn't you kiss me good night? Mama why did you give up the fight? Was you scare fro another child mama? Did you even give me a name mama? Or do my death remain the same mama? Did you even care to know if I would have grown up to be someone mama? Do you at night cry for the emptiness in your belly mama? and did I have a choice to call you mama? Here in Elohim arm's I cry for you mama, and here in Yeshua house I remain mama. There a story I wish to tell mama, About a place call heaven and hell, There a mystery here in this man writing, Mama look into his eyes for there is my life. Mama can you bring me back, no, mama don't think I'm mad because you were weak, But till you die I will not seek, when he come to write the story of your tale, The pain of your sin which is now your hell.

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