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Dear dad
Where did you go . Why did you leave me . Was my mom a hoe . Did you love us did you even try I mean you can’t be that bad of a guy .
Dad I use to look up to you . I wanted to be up like you . But I guess for all the wrong reasons . In and outta jail every season . You never came home and when you did it was for drugs or coke .
Personally it’s been 17 years and I’m still breaking theu the tears . Dad please come back I use to cry and you didn’t look back .
You hurt me by leaving me with a women who had nothing better than you . She drink and beat us . Make a fool outta us everytime she seen us . But you walked out and didn’t care . Dear dad why is this fair it’s not . But now the crying stops . I got my own kids and I’m on top . I use to say imma be like my dad but now I can’t I gotta be by myself and stand tall because if I’m like you all my kids with fall. And dear mom you did the same you clan ur better than him but never changed you drank beat us and acted ashamed told me you hoped I get hit by a bus and die that’s lame you treat me like makes me sick but the drugs got to y’all so I forgive it me and my kids we will be alright because I learned from you guys what not to side how not to treat them and not to leave them and how to wipe their eyes
Dear dad
Where did you go . Why did you leave me . Was my mom a hoe . Did you love us did you even try I mean you can’t be that bad of a guy .
Dad I use to look up to you . I wanted to be up like you . But I guess for all the wrong reasons . In and outta jail every season . You never came home and when you did it was for drugs or coke .
Personally it’s been 17 years and I’m still breaking theu the tears . Dad please come back I use to cry and you didn’t look back .
You hurt me by leaving me with a women who had nothing better than you . She drink and beat us . Make a fool outta us everytime she seen us . But you walked out and didn’t care . Dear dad why is this fair it’s not . But now the crying stops . I got my own kids and I’m on top . I use to say imma be like my dad but now I can’t I gotta be by myself and stand tall because if I’m like you all my kids with fall. And dear mom you did the same you clan ur better than him but never changed you drank beat us and acted ashamed told me you hoped I get hit by a bus and die that’s lame you treat me like makes me sick but the drugs got to y’all so I forgive it me and my kids we will be alright because I learned from you guys what not to side how not to treat them and not to leave them and how to wipe their eyes
The Chosen
People say not being the chosen one is the worst.
But what if it isn’t?
What if you’re chosen—
but for all the wrong reasons?
Yes, I was chosen,
just to be a measuring tool—
something to compare,
against unfinished things,
just to feel better about yourself.
Like a trophy,
kept in plain sight,
on a neatly managed shelf.
Only ever looked at
from a distance—
always just a glance,
never long enough to notice.
Perhaps if they had,
they would have seen the rust.
Yes, I was chosen—
as the permanent wrong choice,
the one that reminds you
of what you could have had.
Like a roll of dice—
“if only I had thrown it differently,
if only I got another number…”
If only.
I was always the what if.
I was chosen—
but only to blame,
like how you blame the corner
when you stub your toe.
Never atleast a deserving blame.
There’s a difference
between being chosen
and being wanted.
What’s the point of being chosen
if all you hear
is the echo
of the one who wasn’t?
Who is truly chosen?
And how do you even define it?
What’s the point of being chosen
if wanting never follows?
TERMINATION
I never imagined that I’d be back at school
Retired from work, yet I’m no longer a kid
But all modern media has caught me out
That flicking and tapping makes me pout
For all the wrong reasons I’m off the grid
Some youths think a dumb phone is cool
I signed up for an evening new media class
You’d think there would be many like me
But the tutor could still be in her late teens
Pupils all young, one old, no in-betweens
But at least this course is offered for free
Although my techie competence is a farce
It’s start of the term in early September
I’m sticking out here like a sore thumb
I guess for these kids it is extra curricular
I want to learn to send texts in particular
And all this tech makes me look so dumb
But hope some of this stuff I will remember
You see I come from an older generation
Binary code and the odd punched card
Giant mainframes and spinning tapes
Regular backups, so nothing escapes
But which way to swipe for me is hard
Until that bright day I’m on probation
Dear dad
Where did you go . Why did you leave me . Was my mom a hoe . Did you love us did you even try I mean you can’t be that bad of a guy .
Dad I use to look up to you . I wanted to be up like you . But I guess for all the wrong reasons . In and outta jail every season . You never came home and when you did it was for drugs or coke .
Personally it’s been 17 years and I’m still breaking theu the tears . Dad please come back I use to cry and you didn’t look back .
You hurt me by leaving me with a women who had nothing better than you . She drink and beat us . Make a fool outta us everytime she seen us . But you walked out and didn’t care . Dear dad why is this fair it’s not . But now the crying stops . I got my own kids and I’m on top . I use to say imma be like my dad but now I can’t I gotta be by myself and stand tall because if I’m like you all my kids with fall. And dear mom you did the same you clan ur better than him but never changed you drank beat us and acted ashamed told me you hoped I get hit by a bus and die that’s lame you treat me like makes me sick but the drugs got to y’all so I forgive it me and my kids we will be alright because I learned from you guys what not to side how not to treat them and not to leave them and how to wipe their eyes
I gave my all to thee
then fell to my knees
feeling robbed.
I was given Risperdal
that released me of rage
against my foolish ways
floating on cloud nine
that held my self-centered ways at bay.
I had to have thee
loving little old me
as if tulips held the power and smell of love.
I was not alone; and
clamored to your kindness
yes, the number of times you arrived
dressing me anew
driving me to banquets
my heart was in it for all the wrong reasons:
the loss of my eldest brother
the loss of my eldest sister
the shedding of addiction skin.
I gave my all to thee, and
I feared you left me dangling.
I threw lemon merengue pie in your face, and
learned a lot about love, and spiritual maturity.
It's true you drove from New York to big sky country
seeing for yourself I was fully wedded.
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Dear dad
Where did you go . Why did you leave me . Was my mom a hoe . Did you love us did you even try I mean you can’t be that bad of a guy .
Dad I use to look up to you . I wanted to be up like you . But I guess for all the wrong reasons . In and outta jail every season . You never came home and when you did it was for drugs or coke .
Personally it’s been 17 years and I’m still breaking theu the tears . Dad please come back I use to cry and you didn’t look back .
You hurt me by leaving me with a women who had nothing better than you . She drink and beat us . Make a fool outta us everytime she seen us . But you walked out and didn’t care . Dear dad why is this fair it’s not . But now the crying stops . I got my own kids and I’m on top . I use to say imma be like my dad but now I can’t I gotta be by myself and stand tall because if I’m like you all my kids with fall. And dear mom you did the same you clan ur better than him but never changed you drank beat us and acted ashamed told me you hoped I get hit by a bus and die that’s lame you treat me like makes me sick but the drugs got to y’all so I forgive it me and my kids we will be alright because I learned from you guys what not to side how not to treat them and not to leave them and how to wipe their eyes
Dear dad
Where did you go . Why did you leave me . Was my mom a hoe . Did you love us did you even try I mean you can’t be that bad of a guy .
Dad I use to look up to you . I wanted to be up like you . But I guess for all the wrong reasons . In and outta jail every season . You never came home and when you did it was for drugs or coke .
Personally it’s been 17 years and I’m still breaking theu the tears . Dad please come back I use to cry and you didn’t look back .
You hurt me by leaving me with a women who had nothing better than you . She drink and beat us . Make a fool outta us everytime she seen us . But you walked out and didn’t care . Dear dad why is this fair it’s not . But now the crying stops . I got my own kids and I’m on top . I use to say imma be like my dad but now I can’t I gotta be by myself and stand tall because if I’m like you all my kids with fall. And dear mom you did the same you clan ur better than him but never changed you drank beat us and acted ashamed told me you hoped I get hit by a bus and die that’s lame you treat me like makes me sick but the drugs got to y’all so I forgive it me and my kids we will be alright because I learned from you guys what not to side how not to treat them and not to leave them and how to wipe their eyes
I can't believe all the outrage for all the wrong reasons,
regarding this Trump wall to keep out of my country all immigrants.
This wall will not be erected to keep immigrants out of my country,
this wall will be built to prevent Americans from being able to leave.
Trump's wall is no different than that former wall in Berlin, Germany.
This wall will evolve a new people of a most unfortunate breed,
a walking contradiction, American refugees,
people once free who no longer have a country.
Once this wall get's built what will follow will be marshal law,
then all of us, most sadly our children will be truly screwed for sure.
Dear dad
Where did you go . Why did you leave me . Was my mom a hoe . Did you love us did you even try I mean you can’t be that bad of a guy .
Dad I use to look up to you . I wanted to be up like you . But I guess for all the wrong reasons . In and outta jail every season . You never came home and when you did it was for drugs or coke .
Personally it’s been 17 years and I’m still breaking theu the tears . Dad please come back I use to cry and you didn’t look back .
You hurt me by leaving me with a women who had nothing better than you . She drink and beat us . Make a fool outta us everytime she seen us . But you walked out and didn’t care . Dear dad why is this fair it’s not . But now the crying stops . I got my own kids and I’m on top . I use to say imma be like my dad but now I can’t I gotta be by myself and stand tall because if I’m like you all my kids with fall. And dear mom you did the same you clan ur better than him but never changed you drank beat us and acted ashamed told me you hoped I get hit by a bus and die that’s lame you treat me like makes me sick but the drugs got to y’all so I forgive it me and my kids we will be alright because I learned from you guys what not to side how not to treat them and not to leave them and how to wipe their eyes