The Guest Who Forgot

🎶 “The Guest Who Forgot”

Verse 1
He came at dusk, a stranger worn,  
We gave him milk, a bed, a home.  
The fire was warm, the nights were long,  
He sang our songs as if his own.

Chorus
But the guest who forgot he was welcomed  
Now speaks as if he owns the land.  
He drinks from wells he did not deepen,  
And asks for gifts with outstretched hands.  
Oh, kindness is not a contract signed—  
It’s grace, not debt, we must remind.

Verse 2
We opened doors, we shared our bread,  
He lingered long, no word was said.  
But when we asked him now to leave,  
He claimed our cattle, hearts, and seed.

Bridge
Let mercy walk with wisdom’s pace,  
Let open arms not lose their place.  
For even love must draw a line,  
When welcome turns to bold decline.

Final Chorus
The guest who forgot he was welcomed  
Now builds his throne upon our floor.  
But truth will rise like morning’s ember,  
And guide the host to close the door.  
Oh, kindness must not be enslaved—  
It’s freedom that the heart once gave.

Afro-soul ballad. A slow tempo with rich vocal harmonies and subtle percussion would elevate the reflective tone.