By Luis Ramos

(In memory of a good friend, father and his love for his son)*


Forgive me Father for I am to sin...
Yet...hallowed be thy name  
if thou really art in heaven.

Yeah...in heaven.
Here on Earth however,
this shall be my last prayer.

So I plea...my daily bread, give unto him like you gave to me.
And as with the lilies of the field, clothe him...I know you will.

Lead him not into thinking that this is his fault,
but may he always believe of his father's great love.
Deliver him from false promises sent from above,
and may someone be there for him, in ways I cannot.

Thy will be done, though that's always the case.
May thy will be then to guide him, when he's in distress.
Yes, help him see that he won't know his own strength,
until he realizes being strong is his last option left.

Yours is the kingdom, the power, the glory...whatever.
Let me watch over him then, let us somehow be together.
So despite that on earth things didn't go better,
he can enjoy of my presence now and then and forever.

Forgive me father...forgive me...
For I don't think you're in heaven.
I just hoped someone would hear these,
the words...of my very last prayer.