another nasa conference poem

6-11-08
Little girl don’t cry

The Lord is gonna save you from to die,

But you gotta know, you gotta try, you gotta follow by

It’s too hard to tell you, babe, but it’s hard. Real hard.

So drink you milk, and close yo eyes,

You gonna grow, you gonna get big so

You gotta remember when you was a babe

When you knew that you was small and you knew

Somebody’d take care o’ you.

Honey, hold close, close yo’ eyes, it’s gonna get hard

And you gonna cry. So hold my hand, don’t you forget

When you was a babe and the Lord did save

You, you, little babe.

He care fo’ you. He ta’ care o’ you.