The Creek Lyrics

There was a woman from Hempstead

That went to the creek to get water

Though it had run dry for years

She was her fathers daughter

He was a girl dad

Memories of playing there as a youth

Watching lily pads

Amazed that the frogs ain't sink

Papa called her stink'um cause

She used to scrunch her face

When she dropped a deuce

In her pampers

These days seems she was searching for answers

Reminiscing on grandma singing

Jesus Gave Me Water by Sam Cooke

Her son soon diagnosed

With testicular cancer

That was a rough time

But he eventually beat it

Loss some hair in the process

But it grew back

Shed a few pounds

Then got his weight up

Once he could hold the food down

Let go from his job

Starting drinking

More than a few rounds

Through it all never hit her moms

Or took out his frustration on her

Not baby girl

She kept him calm

Used to read her Psalm one nineteen verse eleven

Thy word I have hid in my heart

That I might not sin against thee

Still the devil roams free on the earth

And the flesh weak

Stay strong

Never let them see you hurt

Is what he used to say to her

But him being gone is the pain

That she couldn't refrain from

Got his name tatted on her arm

Her son

The rebirth of his grandpa

Though he never met him

He posses his mannerisms

It's genetics

Love for sports

He was athletic

Basketball over baseball

Same walk chicken legs

Straight forward

Great sense of humor

That boy love to talk

Not just to hear himself

Paid attention conversation with this child

Was like talking to an adult

Has an old soul

But couldn't over stand why his moms

Seemed sad when they road past the creek

Near their home

She said one day I'll explain

Your grandfather was a great man

Firm but fair

Couldn't bring herself to tell him

He was slain by her brother

His uncle he went to visit

In Kingsboro Psychiatric Center

Many years older

She learned to live with it

But never let it take her over

True definition of a solider

She returned to the creek

From the beginning she knew

That was the only place she'd find peace

Surprised it was full

From tears she cried all them years

God listens and returned

That glisten in her eyes

Staring at the water she

Could see her fathers reflection

And herself as a child

Every day is a blessing

Is what she said

Before she stepped in