Lost Son: Located But Not Yet Found Poem by Mayse Codiers

Daddie,
When i swaggered outta your gates
i thot, 'Nows ma tym to b great'
coz in ma little stupid mind,
your house was too small 4 mi 2 expand
'inanikazia'
i thot ma skin was thick
enuf to take in lyf's prick
not that am livin on tha broke syd of life
Ahh-ah dad, si hivyo, whatever am sippin on is jst enuf
bt thars not the reason y i dont call you when am supposed 2
as your house laws say
i shld call u b4 i eat, sleep & after i wake
and am ashamed of this bt daddy yo son 4gets
now daddy, i have a request
even tho some of ma bros & sistas may view this as stupid...
I feel gud that yuv located me
but daddy (lemmi swallow hard 1st) i don wanna b found
not yet
i'd rather stay by your house' rules here where i am
than come over earlier & still live the way i used 2 where am 4rm
and that wuldnt b nice
not afta yuv fattened that cow 4 so long
jst 2 hav it slaughtered wen am home
not afta ma bratha gave up his lyf
jst to hav mi freed from sin
thats why
this lost son wants to maintain his status
LOCATED BUT NOT YET FOUND.

But al be callin you often- mo often
this is jst ma 1st call