It was fate that delivered me,

Mentally, physically,

Emotionally and spiritually,

Yet it's the lost years that have finished me,

Woman and children are loved unconditionally,

Men are loved under condition. 

I received recognition as I looked up from the television,

In one full sweep my sins was forgiven,

Forgotten, 

Too late tho I suppose as my souls turned rotten,

Down trodden,

As if to strip the wings from a Robbin.