Sonlesslfatherhood Poem by Milan Baro

The words you think it is not how you feel
I get the every reaching intention from them
Let's be honest now you are not who you picture
Neither any of us shall you clame rationally
But this can be your ill willed nature ı suppose

This is the cost of hate you preserved
It was in a cage you create for a bleak
After a lifewhile you turn your very eyes off it
I can see you now a thiny veiled man inside that cage
Will you be someone who managed to shape his forced forfeit

To your suprise I will rise even in a shade to your dismay
Cast down to darkest paths demanding and bold
Aborted to left with each mere scream of disdain
Unyielding fires to accompany his ways no more
However surely they'll turn back

By the most sharpest of time confronters
Will you fall its victim
When the glorious eyes turns towards to judge you
Hard to let someone speak your mind or will you be quiet?