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Betrayal, Deception, Faith, Honor, Hopelessness, Pederasty, Pedophelia, Trust
Shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
I’ll be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
All your life storms and tsunamis crashing down on you
The ones who claimed to love you’ve left you black and blue
Not a single place for you to go or a man to turn to
Swear your days of cowering are finished; swear they’re through
Let me be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Sweet child, I wanna be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Mama that bore you was both vulnerable and young
Still a child herself when she brought you forth son
She never knew her daddy and was parent to her mom
Steadfast prayer to heaven was, “God, please keep my boy from harm.”
Shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Sweet angel, look to me for shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Body’s got to eat and we all need a place to sleep
Your mama dropped out of school to keep from living on the streets
Could have turned some tricks, could have sold some meth
But she set down on a path to lift you from her mess
Shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
I’ll be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Jobs for a high school dropout don’t pay so well
Mama left you with the neighbors though it made her feel like hell
Odd hours and low pay drove her to despair
Lamented that though she was working hard was going nowhere
Mama needed shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Everyone needs some shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Every Sunday that she could she’d walk with you to church
You were sweet angel, a child with great worth
From my pulpit I’d see you and smile
As you grew tall my heart you beguiled
Let me be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Sweet child, I wanna be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Intentions toward you were pure and benign.
In your angel face saw creation divine
Promised self intentions were sweet and good
Think your dear mother misunderstood
Dreamed I’d be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
All I wanted was to give shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
My love for her was pastoral sort
Fear I used her misunderstanding to pluck something ripe
She put her trust in me, man of the cloth
Had no way to foretell your loss
Mama saw me as shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
I vowed I’d be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Alone with you I show my love
Your sweet innocence was gift from above
There are those who just don’t understand
Who condemn love between a boy and a man
So proud to give you shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Never speak of my shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Mama needed shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Everyone needs some shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Dreamed I’d be your shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
Never speak of my shelter, shelter, shelter, shelter.
keithakenel 
Just beautiful 😊
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Thank you.
I’ve been focusing on good guys and bad guys lately and our natural inclination to assume that some people are good based on their professions.
When I taught school I had students who had been sexually molested and I received training concerning the prevention of child abuse as a teacher and later as a boy scout leader.
Too many young friends that have been damaged by “good guys.”
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