MY SON WAS BORN

I TURNED THE CORNER AND THERE WAS HE,
EYES WIDE OPEN, AND LOOKING AT ME,
SO NEW, ADORING, WITH ME AT LAST,
HEART IN HIS EYES, THE BOND SO FAST.

WE NEED PEOPLE TO HEAR OUR STORY,
WE DON’T FIGHT THIS FIGHT FOR OUR OWN GLORY.
OUR CHILDREN WERE OURS, LOVED, AND WANTED.
FROM BIRTH TO GRAVE TO PROTECT UNDAUNTED.

TIME WAS SHORT FOR SOME OF OUR LOVED ONES,
THE EMOTION, THE SAME FOR ALL DAD’S AND MUM’S.
THE CHILDREN, INNOCENT, FOR THEM THE JUSTICE
HELP US MY FRIENDS WE ARE THE RIGHTEOUS.

LOVE IS LOVE'S OWN REWARD


"I'LL LEND YOU FOR A LITTLE WHILE A CHILD OF MINE," GOD SAID,
"FOR YOU TO CHERISH WHILE HE LIVES AND MOURN FOR WHEN HE'S DEAD.
IT MAY BE SIX OR SEVEN YEARS OR ONLY TWO OR THREE,
BUT WILL YOU, TILL I CALL HIM HOME LOOK AFTER HIM FOR ME?
HE'LL BRING HIS LOVE TO GLADDEN YOU AND SHOULD HIS STAY BE BRIEF,
YOU'LL HAVE A HOST OF MEMORIES AS SOLACE FOR YOUR GRIEF.

I CANNOT PROMISE HE WILL STAY AS ALL FROM EARTH RETURN,
BUT THERE ARE LESSONS TAUGHT BELOW I WANT THIS CHILD TO LEARN.
I'VE LOOKED THE WIDE WORLD OVER IN MY SEARCH FOR TEACHERS TRUE,
AND FROM THE THRONG THAT CROWDS LIFE'S LAND AT LAST I'VE CHOSEN YOU.
NOW WILL YOU GIVE HIM ALL YOUR LOVE NOR THINK YOUR LABOUR VAIN,
AND TURN AGAINST ME WHEN I COME TO TAKE HIM BACK AGAIN.