Harlan Lovestone

Rookie (Detroit, MI)

The Sins Of The Father - Poem by Harlan Lovestone

the twins are dead the twins are dead i say
oh my babies
lord my babies
my precious 5000 babies
i don't think i'm able
tell me this is not happening
there are feeble minds i say i say
they say the man with a beard is a mad man i say they say
oh my babies
lord my babies
my precious 5000 babies
they say daddy loves them
yet daddy never loved his step children
daddy only loved the ones that were his own
and now the one has rebeled
he wants to bury daddy
he wants to kill daddy
he wants to see daddy's flesh burn
burn daddy burn
oh they crying out like coyotes, they screaming in fear
you are history
we are history
then time will end

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 24, 2009



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