Have i brought an innocent soul to this vicious world to survive on its own.
Left to arise. . .
each day that tells a different story of non expected intensions,for every season that changes,causes a young mind to freeze before a day ends.
For a son of man doesnt see the cause of pain and suffering.
Deliberately tripped over a sheild and a spear,that day he realises. . .Only to find. . .
Pity how life is so unfair,but unfair is those who bring such brighter light to this world and never stayed to see it blossom.which its first breath is a blessing to a one mans treasure.
New beginnings of hope to this unpleasent awakenings,
as one day a son of man shall have his heart fulfilled whth pride and glory,in darker days where light will be shallowed and unknown.(Mystery)
Still i. . .Arise
for when that day comes the will be happiness and no hatred. . .
the will be no need for apologies but love and respect.
for i am your son(TO MY DAD).
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