Father Nd Father My Child
Oh sweet child of mine
Father n'd Father
I'm so glad i never came
Because knowing me
full well i'm a flake
And would probably only end
up being want away
At the 1st sign of when the
going got remotely tough
So better not
I never got or was afforded
the opportunity
Of becoming a Father
As no child deserves that
To be forced into being
Through no fault or choice
by them
Into being and playing the part
of a parent to a child
And in so doing
Sacrificing one's own childhood
Sometimes life takes and makes
the most difficult decision out
of our hands
And we get what we deserve
But then again
How come the same thing
can't be said
For the far lest rest unfortunate
other children
Who are made to wish
Who have parents
Are made to feel they are
not the most cherished gift
of all
But rather wish they we're
never born
By the very people who through
no choice of their own
Gave birth to them in
the 1st place
No bad children
Unless they are dragged up
and have no
Loving parents to raise and
guide them correctly
And set them on the righteous
caring path
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2021
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