Past Hunt You Down

fictional rendition of a man’s loss of his son

It was a rainy day, not just rainy but a bad day as well
Matter of fact, it was the saddest and worst day of my life
Eyes closed, head down, black suit all soaked up with rain
Everything was moving so slow
My mind was empty except for anger and pain
I know I told you I’ll be there for you
Please forgive me my son
I had no idea my past would hunt you down instead of me
God, why him? Why not me? He was only ten
I quit the game, streets, hustlin, robbin
Tryin’ to be a real man
He was all I had, he didn’t do no wrong to nobody
But why?
He didn’t do anything to deserve a bullet in his forehead
If he was alive, he would’ve been playin’ football for some college
He used to love playing catch with his old man in the park
I told him I was gonna buy him a car when he turned 18
Now look at me, I’m trapped in these walls
Crying with pain every second of my life
Crying for my son ‘cause I miss him so bad
Crying for forgiveness
So when I die I could be in Heaven with my son
Please forgive me God, I know I had a choice to make
Now I’m doing life for a life ‘cause he had to die for my son