Son of My Right Hand

Come accept your legacy
Come and wear your crown
You know you're my successor from the day I tumble down
I think you are my talisman, my peace has gone your way
I know the route I'm taking could be changed if you would stay
Son of my right hand, this hand I used to guide you through
Be thankful that my left hand never found a hold on you
Come embrace contrition now
Come and beat the ground
You know I'm dying gracelessly because you're not around
I promised you deliverance; I gave you love and home
How can you abandon me to lose my soul alone?
Son of my right hand, I swear it tried to guide you through
But in your dreams you'll feel my left hand's fingers tracing you
 
 

from Obituary, (c) (p) Gayleen Froese 1997
 

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