So Called Father Poem by Soul Writer

An old shameful disgrace

Hard to believe we share the same blood

walk the same, and share a similar face


I alwayz tried to please

But got no response

like a hungry mouse begging for cheese


Living only a short distance... never 2 far

Just a phone call away, short tram trip away

And you call yourself a man, call yourself my Pa


A father is never afraid to stand tall

And open up 2 his son

Instead you stay sheltered and let yourself fall


I call you a despicable disgrace

sometime i wish u could drain my vains

walk different, change our similar face