The Eleventh Commandment

<br>(Karen Taylor-Good/Lisa Aschmann)<br><br>She hears his heavy breathing in the dark<br>His footsteps coming closer down the hall<br>She`s so ashamed, she`s daddy`s secret love<br>She wants to cry, she wants to die, but he can`t get enough<br>The bruises on his face will go away<br>Mom keeps him home from school till they fade<br>She`s sorry he was born and tells him so<br>He takes it in, he hangs his chin, he ducks another blow<br><br>Did God overlook it<br>What ought have been written<br>The eleventh commandment<br>Honor thy children<br><br>He cries for hours, cries and never stops<br>He shakes so hard his little cradle rocks<br>He`ll never have the chance to be brand new<br>He`ll never walk, he`ll never talk, he`s addicted too<br><br>Did God overlook it<br>What ought have been written<br>The eleventh commandment<br>Honor thy children<br><br>Thou shalt not kill<br>Thou shalt not steal<br>Thou shalt not take the Lord`s name in vain<br>Thou shalt not cause thy children pain<br><br>God does not overlook it<br>What ought have been written<br>The eleventh commandment<br>Honor thy children<br>Honor thy children