St Clotilde's* Children
Heaven cracked wide open, and the angels fell to Earth
To harvest the souls of the dying
We have been brutalized
What's a good man to do
When Muslims offend
My fight is valid (Living with an addict)
My fight is valid, and so say I
We are meant for better things
We are meant for better thought
God Saw Me
God saw me, and I hid from him.
''Child, why do you try to hide from me? '' God asked.