He Wasn'T There For Me Poem by Sefofane Shabalala

He wasn't there for me, he wasn't there to teach me, he wasn't there to guide nor to protect me,
He wasn't there to show me what it takes to be a man in this cold world.

They say an apple doesn't fall far from a tree, though I doubt it because I don't believe I could walk the same path as he did,
Being a man I learned a hard way in this cold world so I could never pass this curse onto my legacy.

I hate it when i'm being told we look alike because I don't even know him,
Do I need him in my life now, I don't think I do,
I'll admit it, at first it didn't matter till I was old enough to understand my world, so my world grew colder knowing someone is missing in my life.

Yeah! I lost focus my life changed, anger and hatred grew day by day,
It was fortunate because I was never judged nor discouraged by people around me, i'm blessed that evil couldn't conquer me to find my self having bad habits.

He wasn't there for me, every single day I ask my self, if we finally meet could I call him Father because in my world I only had a Mother,
I was told he used to beat and curse my mother therefore I contemplate frequently, with this anger and hatred I have i'm I related to him.

I believe we all have a story to tell, but this is my true story, lately my world is cold though I have this belief I will surpass all odds,
And if he isn't there for you to, don't punish yourself for his mistakes, hold on to whom ever there for you, there's still a long way to go in this cold world.