THE YOUNGER SON
Brother, can you see me now?
Freedom's fall complete
Look what I hold in my hands
A well-deserved defeat
All the birds have flown away
Dreams descend to dust
Father, can you see me now?
The one who was your son is lost
In my father's house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons
In my father's house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons
THE ELDER SON
(Spoken) A lone figure dressed in rags appears on the horizon
"Go back where you came from. We have no work!"
He keeps walking toward Provision as if all he can do is walk
Or drop to the ground
"Don't you understand? I said there's no work here."
(To his field companions) "To work, brothers. For us there is nothing but work."
THE YOUNGER SON
In my father's house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons
In my father's house, there are no slaves, only servants and sons
I am no longer worthy to be your son
But I could be a paid servant and be treated as one
I will work my way back into your house
I will work my way back into your heart
I am better than this, give me another chance to prove my worth to you