Child Poem by Mike Conkey
Child
Child
you are not here yet
nor are you here yet
you werent meant to be here
yet i no u were
dont be afraid
become famous
leave a father who has left you
become something
anything
push it in his face
then forgive him
child
lungs not even breathing
child
child
child
you no the tears are gone
yesterday is gone
you are almost here
who is your father
only four know
the feelings start to show
child
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