***This is not the orginal, nor is it to take place of the orginal....***
The bellys getting bigger and she think's its from the food she's eating, Two weeks have passed an now shes in tears...Jus 16 yrs old n she's haven a baby!
I wounder how a father could jus walk away, As if this precious life he created is a shame, How could he leave her alone to rasie a child he helped creat. I wounder if he even cares....I've watched the belly grow, the tiny feet press against the tight skin...It brings a tear to my eye...I talked to the very same belly everynight and kissed it with great pride...Watching this precious gift grow was a diamond in my eye..I often woundered why he walked away.......The pains begin to get stronger-the tears being to fall, she's alone n about to have a baby.....The doctor's say "I'm sorry mam, but were loosening both mother n child" I woundered why he never answered the family's pleeding call that night...I woundered how he could jus walk away-from this precious baby that shoulda made him proud n stead he never stuck around......Its funneral day, the saddest day in 9months. The last day this young surviving mother would see her precious little man. His name is Francis-Paul..Aunties in the back screaming "i love you baby boy, I dont know why he walked away n descided not to be here today" I wounderd why he n his family didn't show today..Moms jus 16yrs old n shes burrying her baby today...
"This songs dedicated to my (nephew) in t ht gangsterlean. Why'd you have to go so soon..It seems like yesterday we was hanging round the (whom)..Now i'm gonna keep your memorie alive like a (auntie) should...A Lifetime of memories going down the drain..I'd like to keep steppin ,but I can't get passed the pain....."
**In loveing memory of Francis-Paul Moyer..Born 9/12/93**
