GUILT

Mama, today I did something bad
I made a lady very sad
They found me walking on the street
I heard angry voices and pounding feet
They took me away and brought me here
I try hard not to show my fear
What happened can't be turned around
I cannot raise my eyes from the ground
He asked me to do just one thing
Because the one he loves wears a ring
So for my brother I did something bad
Now the nice lady is very sad
I've collected bruises and scars
Now I'm locked behind these bars
A glass cage is now where I lie
When the moon has risen high
Sixty years is a long, long time
For this boy who committed this crime
Forgive me, Mama, and if you can
Tell Jesus I'm sorry for who I am
Maybe he will listen if you pray
Because I don't know what else to say
I'm sorry but he is dead and gone
And I see that I was wrong
One request I could not refuse
Only my brother can chase away my blues
Someday this nightmare will be through
Maybe someday, she'll be able to forgive me, too

Copyright ©2006 Leah Hall Slootweg