He Who Is the Child

The cold cry 
Of a lost child
Seeking love
Found in his mother 
He whom is unable to translate
As an adult
Unrealized that he to must provide
For in her womb was not where he resided
Mistaken for the vagina in which he slid in and out of
Assuming it was the same
He felt entitled
Never giving his Love 
Remaining unclaimed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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