The Gunman And The Poetress

Who would have thought...
Them...together
Warned about him
Him about her

He can't love you
Doesn't know how
Many chances
Gave up on him

He can love me
I'll teach him how
With God's guidance
Another chance

She's a nut case
Afraid of all
She's so homely
She makes dogs howl

But she loves me
She'll toughen up
See her inside
Gentle and warm

But he has killed
And will again
His forty-five
Is his best friend

But I believe
That he can change
His life the Lord
Can rearrange

But she is straight
And you are not
To laugh at life
She must be taught

She's a poetess
Inside and out
To work for God
Her goal in life

So the gunman
And the poetess
Sat together
And shared their fears

To take a chance
Was decided
Now years later
He's confiding

I don't love
But be my friend
I now see love
Has hit it's end

His heart is closed
If ever opened
Wish I'd listened
To those warnings

So now I pray
Lord catch my tears
Have I wasted
All of these years

He's answered me
Continue child
To love and care
Hold fast to me

Biting my tongue
Hiding my tears
I thank you Lord
For being near


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