Father, put me on
to your daughter, where is she?
pleasant and sweet like the morning lilacs, your flower
Sincere and real
Living for you in all the ways that matter

Father, put me on
to your son, where is he?
straight, right and righteous, like you planned from the beginning
Sincere and real
Living for you in all the ways that matter

Evil, deceit, lies, phony ghosts
Enough already
Send a reprieve, a cool drink
for a weary traveler...
Father, put me on.





Excerpt from "FAVOR"