Bible Verse

I asked the child why did she curse Her answer was, she knew not a Bible verse She never went to church or knew how to say a prayer So all that she knew, was how to curse and swear, I was told that her mother had taught her well But never taught her about heaven or even hell And all that she knew is from what she had read While listening to the words that her mother had said. I asked the child why did she lie Her response to me, it is better than to cry As things got bad and then they turned worse That's all that she knew, and she knew not a Bible verse, Her mother had told her the things not to do But then they differed from other's points of view And all the child knew was from what she had seen As she watched her mother, which was unforeseen. I asked the child why did she steal Taking from others for a terrible ordeal She answered me, as she placed the goods in her purse 'It is the way that I am', and I know not of a Bible verse Someday soon I will probably smoke and drink Spoke the child to me as she began to think But then am I not the girl that my mother did raise And every day to my mother, I give her praise. I asked the child why did she fight She then said to me, it's better than being polite Her mother's honor again she had to defend And fighting is all that she could comprehend So the child then wiped the pain off of her face As she slowly walked away in sadness and disgrace The last thing she said to me as we did converse She said, I truly wish that I knew a Bible verse. Randy L. McClave