The pain of growing up
When i was a wee little boy
I was afeared of my pop's ploy
Taking me for a jab
At the doctor's lab
The pinpoint prick of the syringe
I would wriggle and cringe
The pain driving me insane
Then i discovered real pain
The heartache of being stood up
When i was misunderstood
By those i loved
Rejection causing dejection.
There was a stage in my life i caused pain
Tough nut to crack
You looked at me once, twice, third time your regret
Wired for conflict inflicting agony
Those who knew my sinew renewed their respect
Also known as fear
Never afraid to lock horns with any aggressor.
Then came the agony of grown ups
Those with whom i piss in the same pot
Micturition is a topic hot
There's pain standing there pointing
When it does happen it's sluggish and disappointing
I don't need my father now to endure pain
Rather, every brother my age, has reached that stage of pain.
The pain of growing up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem