I've always been somewhat of a restless soul,
I never listened to what I was told.
I ran wild to let the demons inside me,
free the devil paints a pretty picture for those to see.
I had to have what the world could offer.
For the wrong I've done,
they should cruxify me.

I was brought up by one of God's chosen men,
but I let him down.
I've lived a life of sin.
My loved one teachings could not change
my destructive ways.
I will give account for my life on
Judgement Day.

I cannot undo the things I've put your through,
but never once did I stop loving you.
You cried tears of worry,
I forgot to wipe away.
Those precious tears will be of blood
on that great
Judgement Day.

1984

Author, Darlene Virginia Quarles