by Andre Duncan

Created on: October 18, 2009

The Child The Man The Life

From the first touch of your gentle hands

I felt as though you would understand.

Being that my whole life

Child born to nothing but strife.

Set Out to change the world. Spread love from within.

I hold back tears time and time again.

Can you not see that what I say is from the heart?

Yet each passing day it is torn more and more apart.

No Parental love given to me

so here I stand next to this tree

wishing that I had the chance to take back

all the things said and love I felt lacked.

Listen my child for now is the time to be a man

you will learn the hard way on where to stand.

No ground is steady nor strong.

People you meet will forever accuse you of wrong.

So without a doubt hold your head high.

Dry your tears, For I am in the sky.

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