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Father
you've never been the best thing since sliced bread
your presence always felt like hell
you being around in the house felt like being tossed in satan's fire
i'd listen in on your conversations with mother
with you lying through your teeth
swearing to not beat her again
the next day you'd come home drunk
saying corrosive words
so much that mother would run to neighbours for help
we would spend time skating on thin ice
trying to not bruise your ego and get burnt
with nowhere to run to
nowhere to run from your obnoxious self
nowhere to hide from your monstrous ethics
mom always justified your way
love convinced her that maybe you'd change
but unfortunately for us, you were a leopard
i applaud you
for you ate all our hopes and dreams of having our own families
while you were acting holy and nice to others
you forgot to be a divine being to your blood
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Botlhale Ramorola
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