My heart breaks with your cry.
How can I be happy?
When you’re barely getting by.
I just want to see you smile,
there’s no distance,
I would go the extra mile.
Your love for him has to be strong.
A man like that is weak and wrong.
To turn his back on his life,
and pursue a whore, not his wife.
Pathetic to his friends,
A coward to his family,
But to God, it’s BLASPHEMY.
So run little boy,
forget your morals,
forget your character,
forget your faith,
and run to hell
where she’ll be waiting for you.

-kristin l. cook