BIBLE and RIFLE REUNITED

BIBLE;
I saw the lady bring you in
Hang you above the fireplace
Is that you,old friend, Rif
Coming home to your place

RIFLE:
After I was stolen, I thought
This house or you I'd never see
I'm happy seeing on the mantal
Is my old pal HOLY B

BIBLE:
I heard them talking about us
Fifth generation son searching everywhere
Wanting to bring us home again
I'm so happy that he cared.

RIFLE:
We started our lives here together
Over a 100 years ago
I to protect the flesh
You to save the soul

BIBLE:
I recall for only hunting food or safety
Children were taught,Handle you with respect
Touch you otherwise, they'd get
A spanking on the bottom, they won't forget

RIFLE:
do you recall the old days
When the family gathered in here
lessons, of faith, from your pages
The father read for all to hear

BIBLE:
I wasn't just a book of faith
I also was family tree
Just as you, weren't only protection
But used to feed the family

RIFLE:
carved into my handle
Is intials of the men's family
Your pages marriages Births, and dates
a record for all to see

BIBLE:
The years haven't been kind
We are witnesses to our ages
Your barrel covered in rust
Me with stained and worn pages

RIFLE:
So tell me what happened
Where have you been
What have you been doing
Since I saw you, friend

BIBLE:
the third generation son and wife
Divorced,separating everything
I was donated to a thrift store
Then bought by a horrible human being

The whole story,the meanings of love
That everyone can make mistake
Instead he pick and choose words
Insuring my examples of understanding fake

He used me as a weapon
Against others who didn't believe
Killing in my name, then lost me
Getting away from him,I was relieved

RIFLE:
The person that stole me
I was worried would use me for hate
Instead wanted me to protect
Him, his kids, and mate

Once there was a break-in
People threatening his family life
But they took off quickly
When confronted by your old friend Rif

All the years I've been gone
Not a bullet have I shot
His family donated me to thiftstore
Because I'm covered in wood rot

BIBLE:
I miss the old days
When we were both in a home
Instead of now in a house
It's either you or me standing alone

RIFLE:
why can't people realize now
We are friends not enemies
We both had our roles to do
To protect and provide for families

BIBLE;
So while I was made to save
I was used to persecute
While you were saving lives
But made to shoot

RIFLE:
I'm just glad to be home
Once again be safe with you
Now a days people use us
Not for our intented use.
Written by Angela Hutcherson-Jenkins