Murder Without a Conscience
Please forgive me Lord for murdering my children.
My heart is flooding with tears.
I’m sorry – Lord I’m so sorry
Why did it take so many years?
They weren’t even real to me Lord
Not until today.
Oh God, I’m so sorry
I really don’t know what to say.
Lord, those were my babies!
I didn’t give them a chance.
Murder was part of my lifestyle.
It was just another dance.
Lord, I know you’ve already forgiven me.
Please help me to forgive myself.
Please help me to stop some mother
From murdering somebody else.
Lord! Lord! Lord! I’m sorry!
I can hear my babies cry.
They never got to call me mommy
And they don’t understand why.
Copyright © Joyce Dale | Year Posted 2021
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