To that man unborn, I speak
'The man's gone mad', they say
A listener is all I seek
The force that's been driving me along
Since the day she breathed her last
Is nipped in the bud, O' world
O'er me, the shadow's cast
The cratches are off the lame
They say it's a part of the game
The rules are all so deceiving
Holy crap...it's such a shame
(Written on Jan 08, 2006, on behalf of a hypothetical man who's lost his only son)
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