Eternal suffering. Everlasting shame.
What I have done shall forever be my pain.
I walk through this land with an "A" on my chest,
That brands me as a sinner, a solid crest.
I have been forsaken and I have been shunned.
This sin is something that cannot be undone.
The only blessing is a beautiful Pearl.
No, not the stone, but a very unique yet troublesome girl.
What is to be done about this weight on my shoulders,
That feels as though I'm carrying boulders.
One other shares in this heartache
For upon his chest, equal to mine, there lies an "A".
Everywhere I go, this sin follows.
Like the black man, this sin never leaves me alone.
And the one who shares in my pain...
Has died, leaving me to bear this heart felt shame.