****PART 1 OF 2***** 1)           Didn’t you have dreams when you were young? 1a) Quiet, I’m trying to rest. 2)           Didn’t they teem on the horizon overhung? 2a)  Shoo be gone! Pest!     1)           Didn’t you have love and trust for everyone? 1a) I won’t get up, won’t get dressed. 2)           Didn’t you turn the other cheek when harm was done? 2a)  Where am I? One more chance! Please!     1)           From the mouth of the river, they heard your screams. 2)           Awoken on a bed of Styx, no Field of Reeds. 3)           Pleading echoing cries to the Father; the Holy Three. 4)           But your spirit is married to your flesh; weak.     1)           Gazing with their tongues out, watch you cry and get wrung out, 2)           By the boots strung up and strung out. 3)           Exposed in the sun now, left to dry hung out,   1)           By the neck, no air in your lungs now. 2)           Run down, nowhere to run now, 3)           Who is going to come now?   1)           There is no response for this, just face the consequence,  2)           Where is all your confidence, your shroud of providence? 3)           Removed and smothered in your own incompetence. 4)           Viewed by your kin, you mirror the seven sins.   ******CONTINUED*****