THE BOYS

"THE BOYS"

It happened in late October
On a cool southern night
'Twas just before Halloween
When the moon was shining bright;
We heard it on the TV
That a car had been stolen
A lie that echoed 'round the world
But we had no way of knowin'.

Their mama said a stranger
Had "stole my car and boys"
14 months and 3 years old
Holding just their toys;
Strapped into their seat belts
Together, in the back
Her description of the man
Was just that he was BLACK.

We watched, prayed and worried
Could think of nothing but
Michael and little Alex
It stuck right in our gut!
Kids went trick or treating
We stayed close by their side
In case another 'black' man
Took THEM for a ride.

For 9 long days the mama begged
For leads, calls, evidence
But we saw no tears from her
Her story didn't make sense;
Then the sherrif came on TV
This statement he did make:
Susan had confessed at last
She'd drowned her babies in the lake!

We wept for little Alex
Who was just a baby
We prayed that little Michael
Never knew the lady
That he loved as Mama
Left them there to die
We wondered if she bothered
To tell her sons good-bye.

We drove to the lake one afternoon
We hugged their daddy's neck
We watch their mother on the news
It makes us a nervous wreck;
"Mike & Alex...we thought you were lost
As we worried who'd done you wrong
Now we know and we can rest
You both were with Jesus all along!"