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I can't let him go.

Our bond is too strong.

My father dislikes him so,

This is my mourning song.



Though why can't I cry'

Why won't the tears fall?

Because he gets high?

It's not stopping my call.



I care for him like a brother.

His life I do cherish.

Now he's been kicked out by his mother,

To live with his dad, we will soon perish.



I can't persuade my dad,

Into letting him stay with us.

He says Donald is bad,

And he'd cause too much a fuss.



I don't know what to do.

Donald can't go to Bellville.

If he pulls all this through,

His practice will be a kill.



Why? Why? Why is this happening to me?

I want the answer now.

So that maybe I could see.



Am I the only one who cares for him?

Am I the only one who's trying?

Doesn't anyone see my physical grim?

Does anyone see the tears I am now crying?



I do not see why fate divides us now.

Why not during a time when I wouldn?t have cared?

Why is it our paths are letting this thing allow,

Just to assure us we'll be prepared?





Inspired by: Donald Godwin

Dedicated to: Donald Godwin & myself

Created on: February 23, 2006 - 20:37