Curses

Curses

Sworn to love and cherish always

Sworn as their provider all your days

You've seen that look in each of their eyes

So helpless, so demanding

You feel the strain of labor in vain

The curses rain

And few are left standing

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Never have I seen the righteous forsaken

Never abandoned in the floodlands

Never have I seen their children out begging

Never have I seen them slip through your hands

Ignorance or apathy?

Which way?

"We don't know and we don't care," they say

And as we watch the family die

An orphan choir rehearses

Their daddies left without a goodbye

Will you, my man, buckle under these curses?

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And the curses fall on another deserter

And the curses fall on another deserter

And the curses fall on another deserter

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