I was a dad
before I was a man
I’ve been a man
for less years than a father
so I’m growing with my kids
teaching what I never knew
all those years as I grew
more physical than anything else
and whoever I believed I was being
was really an unknown cry for help
and hurt people hurt…
well you can determine that for yourself
discipline shouldn’t conjure belts
that manifest welts
I was but a foster child
having no real identity, nor place
that aided and empathized with how I felt
so moments came and went
their lessons lost and forgotten
on high old dusty shelves
in the many homes I’ve entered
all which I left behind
all which left me behind
hindered injured dismembered
either me, myself, and my peace of mind
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