It Was 6 P.M. When The Door Swung Open
Her Son Cried On His Bedroom Floor
His Cheeks Grieved Words He’d Heard
He Lived His Mother’s Evil Curse

Torture Fell From His Young Cheek Bones
His Mothere’s Secrets Were Untold
What Is It About Me Mommy? Tell Me!
Why Does Your Family Hate Me So!
In This Winter Night She Unveiled
The Truth To Her Nine Year Old Son
Your Father Raped Me As A Young Girl
A Dangerous Criminal On The Run
Why Did You Have Me Mommy?
Why Bring Me To This Wicked World?
Was He A Black Man Mommy?
My Skin Is Dark… Yours Is Not
My Dear Son… Let Me Say
These Loving Caring Words
God Works In Mysterious Ways
Your Are My Blessing! Not My Curse!