Phatt Matt Poet Dramatic Verse

Too Late

No I don’t hate you

but it is too late for that you want to stay with me

you are a stranger to me

I know you dislike my lady

because that is too bad

she is the mother of my babies

don’t try and save me

I’m fighting this like a one man army

say what you need to say

and best be on your way

you are too late for trying to be a mother now

I’m moving on with my life

because I’m trying to

 be a father to my three daughters

now at least they have met their grandma…

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Neva Romaine February 2, 2015 at 9:33 AM Hey Phatt Matt, a vivid expression of hurt from you. I hope as you raise your girls that you find it in your heart to forgive- even for their sake - so they won't do to their children what was done to you. Be blessed, Neva