Through hills and the mountains I walked a young warrior home
Through the clouds into the skies, as a tears slid down my face, I felt like I was alone left to roam
But I had to keep my path
For I this wasn’t no stroll in the park
I was taking a newborn soul up above to the angels
And my heart only bruised the more I walked
A mother left without her baby
I couldn’t relate to her pain
But the portion that I did feel was tearing my heart
I know Lord you do things with a reason, but yet I find myself
Silently screaming up at the sky
With invisible buckets falling from my eyes
Why Lord did you have to take such a young life?
I continue my journey through snow and rain
Through blizzards and sand storms
I carry on
Cause I must get this fallen soldier home
With his father
I would rather walk him home to a warm furnace
Beside him loving mother
Who depended on him
But my life was never easy
The executioner of torment and tempest
Now I face this situation
With a knot in mouth
“Hulk”azied butterflies in my stomach
My mind is raging
I can’t think
Just hoping that I get ma’ young trooper safely to his destination
Fo’ I know his momma is in deep agony
Wish I could visit her, and reassure her
But my words would only pump pure adrenalized pain venom
So I bow my head
Slowly composure slipping
Cause deep inside that nigga was like my own kid
Lord have him in your grace…
LOVE U ERIKITA.....
Through the clouds into the skies, as a tears slid down my face, I felt like I was alone left to roam
But I had to keep my path
For I this wasn’t no stroll in the park
I was taking a newborn soul up above to the angels
And my heart only bruised the more I walked
A mother left without her baby
I couldn’t relate to her pain
But the portion that I did feel was tearing my heart
I know Lord you do things with a reason, but yet I find myself
Silently screaming up at the sky
With invisible buckets falling from my eyes
Why Lord did you have to take such a young life?
I continue my journey through snow and rain
Through blizzards and sand storms
I carry on
Cause I must get this fallen soldier home
With his father
I would rather walk him home to a warm furnace
Beside him loving mother
Who depended on him
But my life was never easy
The executioner of torment and tempest
Now I face this situation
With a knot in mouth
“Hulk”azied butterflies in my stomach
My mind is raging
I can’t think
Just hoping that I get ma’ young trooper safely to his destination
Fo’ I know his momma is in deep agony
Wish I could visit her, and reassure her
But my words would only pump pure adrenalized pain venom
So I bow my head
Slowly composure slipping
Cause deep inside that nigga was like my own kid
Lord have him in your grace…
LOVE U ERIKITA.....
