
A BABY WAS BORN
by Isis2200
A baby, Crystal, was born yesterday.
On the floor in a blanket today she does lay.
Her mother in despair has lost her way.
So much food to buy and bills to pay.
Where is her father, she hears herself say.
If only his beautiful babe he could see.
He would shout out in gladness, get down on his knee.
Be full of happiness and dance with glee.
Oh where... oh where could he be?
"It's not mine!, It's not mine!"
He cried out with malice
After drinkng the wine from that bottle....that chalice.
As if he were some kind of king in a palace.
And as much and as long as he has been sought
A royal king or a knight in armor he is not.
For by his absence he has hurt them a lot.
If only.....If only....he would quickly be caught.
Pay for support or in jail he would rot.
Although love doesn't dwell in his cold heart of hearts,
At least mother and babe would have one good fresh start.
A chance to love and be loved......never to part.