Guilty

Something foolish, 

something crude,

something to start a new.

Something echoes and rip through the chords, 

and I don’t want to stand a minute with you.

You got your faith, 

you got your family. 

Though you seem, 

unwavering tone.

You wonder what, 

we have done for you,

but we know we haven’t, 

done wrong.

Please don’t walk my way till you know what you’ve done.

Please talk to me till you put up your gun.

Please don’t come my way till you reap what you sow.

Please don’t walk my way till you know what you’ve done.

Remember me