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...See more And so its true that the pain the you feel Finds its way like a weary stream onto the hands of an artist Who writes them She wanted a slave Unfortunately for her, shes disappointed Cause Her soul mate can be one But her disappointment is on her son Get up! Get down! Why did you stand, She shouts out! Obey me and you will find life Disobey and the world will crash when we are no more alive Crack! Crack! Crack! Whip Him with the words, With everything I have For He is not a son He's a slave that I have Welts are not high enough Not they are deep He will heal of, heal of this. I call this love, for I love him to dearly Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood Born of my womb, you are born into slavery Disgrace are you, Dishonoring the womb You're birth is a shadow Why, Why are you, you? He's not Him His body is not His I owe it, It is mine Slap Him, Beat Him, Make him know his place in my life Without the mark of pain He cannot be told what he has to do For he's my slave, here come my sweet boy I Love you He's not a boy He's a man He's 22 There's a new way of love which exalts the phrase "I hate you" In the dept of his night He goes to his bed, Calls Him to be His Savior His Christ, & His Jesus Fear tries to grip Him always when He pray Love is miles apart Only God loves Him The God, named Jesus He's afraid of women He's afraid of them When feminism is the talked upon He pauses and grasp for some breath There is a Hell that's inside Him The hell, that teaches him to hates But there is, as well a Heaven, which responds Help is coming, Please Wait!

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