The Father Who Must Be Killed

Step-child, you have outlived your time You represent embarrassment and failure And the Father who must be killed Is the blight upon your blighted life And his might is his legal right To ground you down Step-child, with every petty swipe You just might find you're fighting for your life And the father who must be killed Is a step-father but nonetheless The way he chews his food Rips right through your senses Step-child, there's a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs And you, you know what you must do So the step-child ran with a knife to his sleeping frame And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says "There's a law against me now" And the Father who must be killed With his dying breath, he grabs her hand And he looks into her eyes He says "I'm sorry" and he dies "Step-child, I release you With this broken voice I beseech you" "Why are lives so short?" The step-child thought heart pointing to the sky "No one to warn me No hand to touch me And no Bible-belters to mess with me Momma don't miss me Momma don't miss me This death will complete me" "But where I go there will be no one to meet me I know there will be no one to meet me" But still the step-child pressed the knife to her throat Heart pointing to the sky "Just as Motherless birds fly high Then... so shall I So shall I So shall I So shall I So shall I"