For the Love of a Father...

There was a boy who never knew the love a father gives

Raised by his mum in anger for the man who left his kids.

The moment came in growing up,

when gates wwere open wide.

And the boy whose heart was wounded

walked to the other side.

His appetite for nurture,

to be given by a man

Had been left an empty vacuum

as he roamed about the land

He tried to stroke himself in closets,

hidden from the light.

but it never satisified him,

so he wondered into the night

Looking for the man who would make him feel complete,

he gave himself to do things that some would never speak

It always started with hope that his heart would heal

But each encounter broke him and left him ill.

Dying for affection which he wrongly sought in men,

he turned to others thinking they would understand

Instead they told him Sodom burned

for the things he had done.

"How could you hurt your family so?

You're such a sorry son''

Angered by the social pride that turns from darker things

The boy swore to desecrate the palaces of kings.

He bound himself in common course as he

who suffered long the anguish of public mockery

Parades were formed and marches were made

showing off their defiance

Hand in hand, in open view,

the stood in bold alliance

Supposeing they would win the day

and got what they wanted

They entered into loud debate

and publicly they pleaded

"Equal rights! We are deprived!

Treat us true and fair!

Your moral rules are meaningless

To them we do not care!"

The people, inflammed by fear

polarized their cause;

civil strife erupted throught

the breaking of God's laws.

What they had hoped would give them peace provoked a war

And a nation known for tolerance these things would now abhor

... and a boy who never knew the love of a father

Died a victim of a disease whom no one would bother

The answer to this problem lies within the heart of those

Who are filled with Christ's compession for the travellers who wrongly chose

We can heal their broken bodies

and restore their fallen hearts

If we'll only stop judging

by how they fell apart...

The little boy who never knew,

and yet became a man...

Can feel the love of Chrst in you if you would hold his hand...

Help him recover from the darkness of his fall -

For the love of God gives freedom unto all who will call...

Andrew

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