Robert "Rob Base" Lawrence Porter, Jr.
August 9, 1971 - September 4, 2016


Fourth of September

by Min. Patricia Porter and Joshua Fink


It was the fourth of September
That day, I’ll always remember
When Rob Base died
All I felt was alone.

I prayed, I cried
I prayed, I cried
But he said, Mamma
You don’t have to cry no more.

Your tears are just a release
Of the pain, sorrow, and grief
Yours tears
An expression
That can’t be controlled.

Don’t worry
God’s gonna wipe all your tears away
I won’t have to cry no more
When we reach the other shore.

Mama, you don’t have to cry no more
Brother, you don’t have to cry no more
Son, you don’t have to cry no more
Daughter, you don’t have to cry no more

Weeping may endure for a night
But joy comes in the morning
The sun is gonna shine
If you hold out!

So many nights I cried
For better days I pray
Sometimes I feel alone
No one to call on
I won’t let go of my faith
The sun is gonna shine
If you hold out!

Mama, you don’t have to cry no more
Brother, you don’t have to cry no more
Son, you don’t have to cry no more
Daughter, you don’t have to cry no more

I cried my last tear on yesterday.