I Gave You My Son

I gave up unto you my only son in February of ninteen and eighty nine. And if and when he comes searching to ask one why, will you lie? From whom will you hide from his by some come this way is your shame? And verily it is thus it was even after you like one some other, ' you put me in prison. One night that it was when I fell asleep a lonley pain wracked soul placed in solitary confinement to escape the pain and abuse from staff and the others I awakened to speak and write as I do. Because even then I would I never could not like you whom gave me away to suffering and misery and, ' I Gave You My Son. that speaks for it's self and now my daughter whom wants this deep well of the ages from the bottom are stars so bright they blind the world.