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Father and Son

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“I have a good mind”

No, you don’t

You bully, harrass, and cajole

But never with a good mind, 

Ever.

“You just sit there”

I’ll sit, but you dear father 

Can’t stop my mind from racing 

across the universe, to view

The wonders

“You’ll never learn”

You never teach, 

Or demonstrate clearly

What you ask is out of my reach

And my interest

“Why do you answer back?”

Your tone, possibly,

Shouting, threatening,

Monkey do what monkey see

And I see you in me

That’s why I hate myself

 

Because I hate you

◄ Riding the Tube

When we were young ►

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