Your Only Son
So many days,
I was shown the same picture;
Law abiding, Handsome,
Eventualy;
My reaper...
So many night's,
Wondering, in the dark
about what difference am I?
Brought into this world,
no perserverience in your love,
passionate moment;
In the blink of an eye...
One potatoe, two potatoe, three potatoe,
Four:
Left behind, Abandoned, Unwanted;
As you made your way to the door...
Your only Son,
Given your name, Shared nothing,
left; with only shame..
Is to Blame;
Denied the right, yet shared your name;
Denied the chance,
To ever be the same...
Your only son,
you gave me your name;
As if, someday:
You might return,
to simply reclaim...
Your only son;
Is it me you blame?
I gave in, to no right's;
I gave up,
most of your name;
Me,
your only son;
Your Shame...
Copyright © Terry Cunningham | Year Posted 2012
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