Father and Son
as I watch you
my eyes so pure, only a few lenses after
my eyes so impure, only a few hurts after
I see the joy that feels..
the great of the great happiness that fills your heart
I guess God had this planned all along
he knew I had to be broken in some way
to be who I am today
and you had to be cracked in so many to discover that hidden beauty in there
and my so many brokenness after and your so many cracked shells after,
love was a visible sight
entwined, enveloped, merged, instilled, mixed in
travelled the years learning
the needed lessons of life
no chalk on a board could teach that
no non erasable marker could conceive that
she became the blood disconnected
she became a friend, non mutual
yet she was the link of us
the bridge of oceans so deep and mountains so high
as I watch you with him
the make of me and you
I see a resemblance
I see a many future planned ahead
I see the eyes, and that look from you
that I have known for so long
that only I know where it's coming from
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