Rotten Fruit
Hear their voices heed their cries
behind closed doors their terror lies
he left the stage and the public talk
but when home its principles mock
Day to day they live in fear
he's such a good man his children dear
but in truth he's Jeckel and Hyde
for acid are his inners and sugar outside
They dream as children for a fathers hug
but in private their back to the rug
the pain and conflict have left their mark
for current is hopeless and the future dark
He said they'd not believe you true
and thought a liar you would be
should you expose him and what he do
and what he started at age of three
The place where they were broken
should have been a safety zone
where the tenets of love are spoken
but empty of practice home
Rocks hidden in the rivers
but turbulence not rare
just beneath its surface
with the children drowning there
If you require another witness
get the children that exam
the dna would damn them
publicly remove that harmful man
Why do you whip the victim
and let the culprit free
the results from the doctor
would condemn him publicly
No shepherd of the flock is good
if he not protects the sheep
by oath you are bound to "truth"
and the commands your owner keep
The perpetrator by God convicted
but the shepherd who does not
pursue the "truth" will be exposed
his negligence will be caught
John 10:1-18
Matthew 7:15-23
COPYRIGHT © 2011 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
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