Attached to my momma
When I was born
I looked at the doctor
Ask him what's takin' so long
Give me the knife
I don't need anyone's help
I'll cut the cord if I have to do it myself.
Attached to my daddy
As I grew to scorn
I wait no longer
Look who's the stronger then gone
Give me the knife
I don't need anyone's help
I'll cut the cord if I have to do it myself
Attached to my wife
For the rest of my life
We raise a family
One by one they too leave
I look at her
I'm about to die
Give me the knife
I don't need anyone's help
I'll cut the cord if I have to do it myself.
Attached to my God
I go to cut the cord
The knife slapped out by the hand of my Lord
"Say there boy
I gave you that mouth
I gave you a brain
You pick up that knife
I'll slap you again!"
"You'll be cast into hell
You think oh well
I say you'll have no part
I gave you that heart
I gave you those eyes
So . . . .you. . . .better be wise."
Well. . . . .then .. . . . .on second thought
If it's just the same
LET THAT CORD REMAIN.
At some point, childhood ends for everyone. And some people stay as "children of God" all their lives. Others can cut that cord easily when it becomes meaningless.
loved the way you've described the healthy and not so healthy cutting of ties and ended with a humorous yet profound observance of truth. nice write douglas....pat
You've managed, well, to blend humor and earnestness in a short, honest, heartfelt, write. Your summation, 'Let that cord remain', is a fine exhortation for anyone struggling through trying seasons. Romans 8: 38-39. And that includes circumstance. Stay the course in all faith ole friend. Light and wisdom... rlc
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well said
Ron