dad...a word please.A Poem by nigrum homonculusloosely based off my child hood. still very personalDad sit down we have much to discuss. If you would turn off the football that would be a plus. I need to express, get feelings off my chest. Air out some words, some judgement at best. For 19 years, I’ve heard the word “disgrace” Exit your mouth…with ironic grace. What have I done for such resentment? I am your son. Subdue your temperament. I came home from school, failing an exam. Instead of support you shouted, I ran. Faster than the wind, my tears trailing behind me. An when I came back, you punched me. knocked me out clean. But here I am, confessing my disgust. But I am not your enemy. I am your son. I am your friend and I need guidance. I will follow that with the upmost obedience. So stand up give me a hug. I am no longer a disgrace, Because I can get you off my mind But not off my face. © 2012 nigrum homonculusFeatured Review
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14 Reviews Added on June 30, 2012 Last Updated on June 30, 2012 Authornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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