The Runner and I
There was a little boy so blue
amongst the pain of life he grew
He wondered where he'd be one day
so Satan helped to lead the way
He longed to walk home in the sun
but evil forces made him run
The Fallen Angel's sick revenge
was to employ children to avenge
He made those bullies cruel
"persecute this child to - and - from school"
No one to trust to teach him well
so evil led his pride to swell
There was a little girl as well
who grew up in a different hell
She was abandoned by her mom
her life was anything but calm
She was adopted by a rigid pair
but she longed for love and truth to share
Nobody seemed to fit the mold
consumed with lies that she was told
Satan also grabbed this chance
she ran through life without a glance
A player she could not commit
her soul-mate had to be legit
Now he's my husband I am his wife
I finally took that chance in life
For I was ready to forgive
but he had never learned to live
How ironic that these two should meet
I'm ready to ground he runs in defeat
Now here I sit back at the start
while my "soul-mate's" going to break my heart
He's still a runner and I'm here to stay
two people can't grow if one is this way
He promised his soul to me
but I am still one in this unity
Copyright © Angela Crabtree | Year Posted 2008
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