Gift of RealizationA Poem by Ms. GabbiCan’t fathom seeing you in person, I might go columbine My stomach will only worsen, you and your concubine All respect has vanished, with the coming of this family They’re all Spanish, I hope you die famished. There is no love left to give, my emotion is plaintive One can only give so much, until you lose the touch Used to go on dates, to blue clues and be best mates Now your sweet princess, is in distress Kicked from the castle, I’m nothing but baffled This s****y w***e, kicked me out the door Thought you loved me daddy On to the black concrete, such filthy floor Now I’m stronger daddy, and I have my own laddies You’ve pushed me farther than one can imagine I wanna tie you up, beat you & lock you in a cabin Leave people wondering what happened Eventually you’ll unite with your death bed, barely can lift
your head Princess won’t be anywhere near, leaving nothing on your
face but tears Don’t you see, daddy? This plan has back fired, think I’ll coming running back, Is
this waiting making you tired? Thank you daddy for the gift of realization, all these years
of no communication Now I see it’s You I don’t need, Now that I have the gift it’s
You I’m going to leave © 2013 Ms. GabbiAuthor's Note
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