She lay in her bed slowly rotting
He awoke to a pain in his chest
She prayed to her heavenly father
The blood was in his throat as he choked
Where was their savior?

Sat in a cold hallway
Heart racing what will the blood count say?
"Father why? Tell me why?"

You left your humble servant to rot from cancer
All she did was pray but you never answered
He felt his heart fail in his own bed
How can a father protect when he is dead?

Death had already touched his brother
Now he worries who'll protect his sons and their mother

We are disappointment
We are disgrace
I hope your god is real so I can spit in his face

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