Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Lament of Me.

Dear Don (my son)
                 I'm sorry that dad was never around,
                I loved your mother but I didn't know she was behind my back running all over town.
                I tried hard to be a good man to you,
                but in turn i ended up being like my old man who I never knew.
Dear Sam ( my daughter)
              I know your lovely and beautiful, I know your mom is so proud of you,
              and in your heart you'll probably hate and me cause I was never there for you
              but I loved you and in time you will understand
              this was not my idea of being a father
              this was not apart of the plan.
Lord knows I was trying to be good man,
I was stuck was a rough hand,
but I played what I played anyway,
hopefully the chips feel in the right place.
I heard that you both have new dad now,
I hope he treats you right
though i might not like him i hope he loves you with all his might.
THIS IS MY LAMENT......
Grew up Single Mother dad walked away when I was only 4,
 i was glad cause,you don't hit a woman and leave there coverd in blood and on the floor
but at the same time I wish you would got it together and came back.
I hid all my pain never did drugs but I turned to rap.
Mom did the best she could so she raised me in church,
I love Jesus so much because He gave me a sence of self worth.
However I understood through Pacs lyrics about the game.
I was just a young weak kid with no dad trying to find my lane,
A young teenager with hand-me down clothes trying to chase girls,
and at one point in my life felt it was me against the world.
The Church and World were calling me,
tought decisions as a young black male with no destiny,
would I end up on the corner with the rest of my friends..
would I even make to 25 or at 30 finally meet my end.
Sometimes I didn't care all though i was traveling in the Navy,
my life was going nowhere.
If I had the heart to pull the trigger I would have pulled it along time ago.
where was dad when I need him,
although I hate him i was becoming more like him.
but as a man i have learned the power of forgivness,
so I can sleep and get this off my chest..
My Lament

To all those I might have hurt, I'm sorry.I really am


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