Oh Father Father

Oh father father.

Oh father father, to bat with no winde.
Oh father father, to howl gray with no eyes.
Oh father father, to kill with no mines.
Oh father father, shall he lay with no mind.
Oh father father, when will we wash away your kind.
Oh father father, I start to resemble your cold bind.
Oh father father, why do I hate their little cries.
Oh father father, will they take our silver spines?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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