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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Atuk was a bad man, He split his family, lost his money He drank the dark tearful sorrows away, As he walked he abused, The syahadah he refused, He was a bad, violent, angry dark man. He made people cry, 'specially his wife, As he stormed through life, he did it his way. Make no mistake, he loved them. In his own bad selfish way, he loved them. His rough weaknesses distorted that love, Beer upon beer, drinking made it curve, and bend and warp and coiled, His accidental failures destroyed, decimating every life that was in proximity! his life murdered plenty This wasn't just love, this was a family and that success never comes easily, Nobody finds that they can live happily ever after; like the themes of Kafka Family conflicts with love, Love is a constant deed, A family needs, a father must feed, A father creates; a father, he failed. Love? Love is a feeling, an intention, The warm rocking of the waves, they push you The gentle breeze; it caresses you too, Love is romantic, it is a concept Life has other plans for this dreadful man Atuk gave me my first book, you must know this He defended me against the rest of my angry, confused, frowning family Like an unused broken facsimile He couldn't stop, He never stopped. Those long talks at the corner of the bed Colored me long after; now I get it he would've smiled at me once I got it He would've smiled that sweet and toothless smile Through the Benson & Hedges fog he smiled, The bad man in his tattered kain pelikat and that strong mixture of Old Spice and sweat He was a charmer; handsome when he smiled Man with a secret life, an angry wife, Separated children, He smiled; even when he was filled with strife Never for me, I hope Coz When he left I moped, My mind on dope, I lost that hope. Atuk was a bad man, so it seemed He beat, He screamed, He troubled and he dreamed He failed and he broke until he was broke, He drank He cursed He left He left God Damn It He left He comforts He talks He gave me chocolates He gave me books he gave some proper words. This horrible rojak that I concoct, Proof that words are all I have ever got, And the bad man with that smooth toothless smile , He gave these words to me The bad man; He loved me, No matter where you are, handsome bad man, Know that I love you, man Oh, charming bad man with the toothless smile, For the last and first time, let's chat and smoke. Goodnight, bad man, Till we meet again, Tok.
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