The Lifting Poem by Emm Gee

'We have to let you go I'm sorry'
As wandering through the city walking on that black overviewed magnificent bridge a man with the world on his head, Became that getaway sea, thinking what to do? How to say it? That his career was taken away

His phone rang hoping not be his wife but 'it's a boy sir! It's a boy' he say it felt like an angel has taken him away, 'it's a boy sir! It's a boy' he qeoted.

A fantasy it felt, his mouth was shut his heart started racing like his baby is fading, the call he couldn't believe, he was so relieved
His son to him was revealed