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His tears hit the ground like rain drops hitting the floor,
Banging on the doors of drug dealers and whores,
This is how the life of his lost fathers began,
So what looks right when he was raised into sin,
He always knew this wasn’t the life chosen for him,
But what looks wrong when right looks like them,
So he had to push forward to find a path of his on,
Because to many people just left him alone,
All his life he was told what he couldn’t do,
Surrounded by lies endanged by truth,
He always said,
“How can you understand this shit I go through”,
When they always called him dumb,
But said he was to smart to be a fool,
They told him he couldn’t win,
So the only option is to lose,
But they slept on this man to many times they hit snooze,
So who are they to tell him who he can’t be ,
Because the rain finally cleared now he can see,
No more sleeping with nightmares finally he can dream,
An make it to where his baby boy don’t see the shit that he seen,
Now he got a good woman that stay fit to his needs,
If you didn’t know any better I am talking about me.

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Solo's picture

Good poem man. I felt you all

Good poem man. I felt you all the way through because I can relate to a lot of this.