To you I was probably a mistake !!
mom's pregnancy was no piece of cake,
but God did what it takes -
for me to be born.
I didn’t come in form of a rose,
but instead I was a pinching thorn,
without any value nor purpose -
just like a piece of corn.
But Christ’s grace was sufficient for me to be born
I was named after you...
I have your eyes, your hair, your lips.
I am the reflection of your youth.
I hated it when people compared me to you.
I hated your habits;
all your addictions.
I hated you..
Mom left me before turning six,
and you left me when i was twelve -
even when mom left I felt all by my self.
In my teen years I was desperate -
looking for love.
So I became an outlaw thug,
but in the heart...
I was in need of a fatherly hug.
I needed discipline, instruction, and advise -
instead you gave me a cold shoulder,
and a heart made out of ice.
I felt more comfort from the roaches and mice,
than turning into a man whose life was full of vice.
Nothing was hidden from me!!
I was looking right through your eyes.
But now you have Christ..
So we share something in common -
that love is not a feeling,
but a choice we both made -
when praying and kneeling.
Forgive me Lord...prayer surpassing the ceiling.
I forgive you,
just like Joshua forgave me.
and I love you,
just like God loved me.
and I will die for you!!
just like the Messiah die for me.
I love you Dad, and I forgive you.