Her Parents never
Took the young girl
To Church
Never spoke of
His name, never
Read her His word
Two non-believers
Walkin' lost in
This world
Took their baby
With them
What a sad
Little girl
Her Daddy drank
All day and
Mommy did
Drugs
Never wanted to
Play or give
Kisses and hugs
She'd watch the
T.V. and sit there
On the couch
While her Mom
Fell asleep and
Her Daddy
Went out
And the drinking
And the fighting
just got worse
Every night
Behind their couch
She'd be hiding
Oh, what a sad
Little life
And like it
Always does
The bad just
Got worse
With every slap
And every curse
Until her Daddy
In a drunk rage
One night
Used a gun
On her Mom
And then took
His life
And some people
From the City
Took the girl
Far away
To a new Mom
And a new Dad
Kisses and hugs
Every day
Her first day of
Sunday School
The Teacher
Walked in
And a small
Little girl stared
At a picture
Of Him
She said
"I know that Man
Up there on
That cross
I don't know His
Name, but I
Know He got off
Cause He was there
In my old house
And held me
Close to His side
As I hid there
Behind our couch
The night that my
Parents died...