god’s Fault


Mom don’t worry

there is a




for you an thee…


It’s not,

father’s fault!

What would have you, done?


The one you love,


Left with a bastard child…


Yeah, there is

no god



We’ve pay the price,

an – then some!


Beaten and raped..

As young woman an boy,

now a young man

living the streets

always having fun…


Will you  be


Please  be


i only be passing

throughout this time

not thrice,

but only once…


We’ll be evolving

back home..

An a honest memory

of history written,

an done..


i lov you mom,

we’ve won…

god’s Fault

Man_s Fault


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