Tick Tock

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

Gia is her name.
She's my baby,
Even when she is old
And gray,
She will always be
My baby.

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

She was heaven
When my life was hell,
And when she was born,
She gave me the strength
To kick hell
Out of my house,
Out of my life.

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

I now stand
In the doorway
Of the house of God,
My top drenched
With Gia's tears.

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

She came to me
An hour ago,
Her eyes bleeding tears,
Her lips telling me things
That had happened to her,
Things that should never
Happen to her.

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

I pass all the saints,
Paul, Peter, John
And stop before
The only saint
Who would understand.
I kneel before
Mary.

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

A prayer.
A whisper.
Forgive me.

Tick.

I stand,
Catching the Father's eye,
Then slip into the confessional.

Tock.

When I am sure that
The holy man sits
Beyond the screen,
I speak.

Cock.

Forgive me, Father
For I am about to sin,
To be truthful,
I will be breaking
A commandment.

My Glock.

But I'm not here
To speak of my
Transgressions.
I am here
To ask a question.

Do you want to ask God
For forgiveness,
Here on earth,
Or do you want to ask
When you meet him?
Any which way,
You will be asking him
Tonight!

Tick Tock,
Cock my Glock.

Gia is her name.
She's my baby.