TO FATHER

 

How can a man that robs a child come to see?

All I know is that you are a faggot father;

a man that never let me live or grow to be.

Why did you even come to this earth to bother?

 

You brought me up to be desolate and in pain;

exorcising the demons I have been since I knew,

you set me up to be to Mike a literal Cain;

today we both stand as we are alive – but slew.

 

Keep telling yourself you were a dad!

I hope you burn in HELL you DICK!

All you did is not what makes me sad;

today your smile shows that you’re a trick!

 

I hate the very fucken sight of your face;

I pray -- wish you would just efen die!

Forever I’ll defy your way of life; your pace;

the day you leave; I swear I’ll efen sigh.

 

Can’t remember you kissing me goodbye or goodnight;

now seeing me makes you sick to your stomach?

Today I am a man of the dark; a man of the night;

yet, there is nothing in me that goes out to covet.

 

You fucken fuck, I hope you die alone and in hurt;

your mental pickets were more than I needed,

your verbal abuse was always short and of no sport;

am I supposed today to feel so cheated?

 

Sometimes I think that you will never understand;

but something tells me apart we will be happy.

Because of you today I live in wonderland;

what I say today is not meant to make you angry,

it is destined to show that you killed me – you slammed!

 

Know this, my kids won’t be at your fucken funeral – you dick!

I know if today I had, you would take what you didn’t even earn.

All through life you have thought to be cool or even slick;

my thoughts of you are an open book, yes a liberal scorn!

 

To Father I have nothing left to say;

he has taken the ability to even pray.

Though he thinks I have become dead – the prey;

I must assure I am he that will forever stay.