Dear father please drink Then you may say That you have lost your way More importantly, the ability to think Excessive amounts of wine Will make this all seem fine You can deal with regret the next day Still holding the excuse you need Permission granted to plant the seed Now shadow and man align We were offered as a sacrifice For hopes and dreams of paradise It is us that you mislead But let us continue and we shall stay alive An extra turn as three becomes five We are no angels and we will pay the price The price of loving you dear father Many moon gifts to you we honor If we cannot be angels to you then we will strive To make our very own So we will not be left alone Love your daughters
Inspired by the story of Lot and his daughters. I always felt the story of Lot's daughters was tragic. Perhaps a bit presumptuous or egotistical of me to think I should attempt to provide them with a voice, but I tried nonetheless.