Your name use to be Dad, and isn't this Sad
I wonder!... Do you even remember, my Birthday?
I hurt and cried, for you never truly Tried
And how easily, you just tossed us all Away
But you know what they say....About men that walk your Way!
And maybe I was just too young, to truly want to See
It's hard to believe, you chose Living...The rhythm of the Streets
Too bad "Your LIVE RHYTHM", was just Another....DEAD BEAT!
But you had plenty of time, if you wanted to spend quality Time
Now years later you wanna come back, and say Sorrae (Sorry)
But now I'm so much older, and stand my post like a Soldier
And merrily tell you now, just to be about...."Your Fucking Way"!
Hey do you remember When?...Sorry! You weren't there Then
I only remember memories, of completely forgetting your Face
But do not fret, cause there are Nooo Regrets
Cause my memories are filled, with the face that happily took your Place
My story wasn't "That you were in Jail", but rather on the Olympic Trail
Cause you sure were, an Award Winning Runner
And that was quite the Feat, So Thank You! Mr. Athlete
For your award, actually went to the ~Newcomer~
US!....
Another Father Figure cause another Father Figured
So we were raised out of your Ashes while you turned to Dust!
What's truly amazing and funny but not because it's funny...
When my 7 digits came with a Dash....You had "No Care" for my Ass
And proceeded to dis-connect US All....A-Way
Now that my 7 digits come with 2 Comas, You wanna try to play Big Poppa
So how about This!..."Kiss Care" Goodbye and just "Kiss My Ass" Today!
Get the Point
Time Does Not Heal All Wounds
Fellas Take Care of Yours
For there are Many Capable of Filling.....
Fucked Up Shoes and making them look Brand New
Holla @ Ja Boi
TX Leonard
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Well.
My dad was a drunk who came home now and then to dry up and try and like a yo-yo in my life. Yes I see the similarities and I know I never really had a DAD . Nor did my wife and we are thriving with our children to make sure we give what matters. Parents who care. My father died a dry drunk never accepting responsibility for his actions and never being able to show love. for this I am a better person. well I see this poem has really brought out some old wounds. I thank you for this. peace and love.
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This really strikes home with me, my father was of that fashion as well. Never around, never there, and after all these years, he's trying to step back into my life and "be there", he certainly wasn't when I almost died, and he didn't attend my wedding...
I have no regrets because I wouldn't be whom I am, and I like who I am.
Great write, wonderfully expressed. Kudos!
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this was unique and i like that
you told a story in such a way that held my interest right up to the last word... and the last three lines are killer
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I can really relate to this poem because I have someone in my life like that. You did a good job writing this. I really like it. You show an enormous amount of understanding through this poem. Great job
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Awsome!
That poem was great! It really revield all the hard time that child living with a single parent really expeince. It was a sad lonely feeling poem that really made you take a step back and think about life. It was reall amazing. I especialy liked how the dad dad came back but the child told him exactly how it was. That show really strength, because i know many people whom have just alowed that person back into their lives with out considering their own feelings. You really got your point across. It was very well written and i very much enjoyed reading it. Keep up the good work!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thank You very much for the excellent feedback I truly appreciate this
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