Broken Faith of Faith

This man was there when I breathed first life, This man was there when I took my first steps, This man was there when I ate my first staple meal, This man was there when I walked from a crawl, This man was there when I prattled from an incoherent gurgle, This man was there when I got my first spell of education, This man watched me grow from child to woman, This man was forced to as I was his seed and social care, This man was a greedy man, This man was a lecherous man, This man was an antithesis of society, I discovered as a woman, He broke norms and more norms of society, saw me as woman and not as a responsibility, He broke faith of my other half creator, He broke my faith, from faith to faith, he broke,day in day out, now I sit sullen depressed and quiet, with a belly thats swollen, with the seed of the seed, with my mother do I compete.