The Prodigal Son
Painted with guilt, I sag back home
With shame, dusted respect I roam
O Lord, I have sinned
Against man, mother earth and sky
Forgive me now, bid this load bye
Please Lord, have me cleaned.
Author: Joseph Osita
For Dr Ram's Tail Rhyme contest
Copyright © Joseph Osita | Year Posted 2011
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