It's from delivery room to honey.
moon to sun,
the only one who has feltthe crushing blow
of a son who had to go
to a cell
where a gag clogged and sank
yet he claimed when released
that he was hard in jail.
The pain is there
even in the middle of nowhere:
When two, three, four cuties
beckon the call
in order to stall.
At seventeen, he is a fa'ther.
Went to his uncle's
so he can 'arm himself
with an educational grant;
so he can be all he can be
In the desert,
ashes fall
off the walls
where bombs blast
"you got that ass",
but who has a past.
The future.
To see a son try to start over.
while child support kicks,
he can get no closer.
Next one on the way!
Mom's been daggered.
No blood,
but the son has staggered
into a hole of hyperbolic dimensions.
Time to mention the regression.
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