A Neglected Child

My father I never met him, so he’s pretty much dead to me, maybe that’s why my mother hates me, for it’s he she sees, when she sees me, she says she loves me, -n- outside your father’s height -n- style, Nakym you look just like me, so I brung out my fine China -n- told her 2 pull up a chair, -n- poured both of us a cup of lemon tea, with a little honey -n- extra lemon squeeze, then I rolled up my sleeves, heavy she started 2 breathe, I said bless you, cuz she started to sneeze, I asked her a few questions, she never answered me, you should had saw the way she looked at me, she called me by his name -n- then spat at me -n- said, you look just like your father, sipped her cup of tea, then got up 2 leave, unfortunately under my breath, I said what A, B, then I also said 2 myself, I will never do my kids like my mother -n- father did me, whether they look just like their mom or whether they look just like me, I’m gonna love them 2 pieces, like they said God did his only begotten son Jesus, so through all this cruelty, it just made me a better father, a better father indeed, I guess they did enough when they created me. What you think?

So see I could never
Trust a woman 4 the things
My mom did 2 me, so if it’s
A woman out there I ever hurt
I’m truly sorry -n- please pray
4 me, for I’m still healing from
What my mom has done 2 me

All my babies are grown
Jabbar, Quadir, Adirah
Kalani, Nahzi, Zhari & Baariq
I love y’all
Peace