Daddy look what you've caused,
She was so young,
She deserved better,
I hardly know you,
How could you be so cruel.
Daddy look what you've done,
Out having your insipid fun,
You left her to her own devices,
And she couldn't take it.
Look at the mess you made,
How could you do this to her?
You knew how fragile her life was,
But you were selfish anyway,
Now she's gone away.
Hung on a birch tree,
For all to see,
Just feet away from you,
But you refused to save her.
YOU ARE READING
This Lost Heathen
PoetryA poem in the form of a concept album based around an atheist named Christian In a devoutly religious town.
