The Boy On The Cobblestone.

Last night I met a boy
He sat by me
As I shivered cold, on the cobblestone street
We spoke for a while then i got up to leave
I didn't know then what i had seen

As I strode out into the dark
My thoughts were a blur
What to do what to do
Ran through my head.
I thought back to the boy
Now alone, on the cobblestone street.

He had a good point
I had to agree
But what would it take
To change me?
This boy, what could he be?
A demon,an angel? I dropped to my knees

I asked my God, "daddy what do i do?"
He gave a reply the color of sea blue
As I knelt there I cried as I'd never before
I did not give in, although hurt more