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Essay Archive - The Real Me
The Real Me
You who think, you know me so well.
What is it your mind tells
you that I am,
less than a man?
Am I the lost father
of an unwed daughter’s first born bastard
who will grow up to be just like me.
Did I leave her, without a care
How would you know-you weren’t there .
Am I the mother-five children, two hands
who breeds like a fly and then demands.
I watch my check rise-eight, nine hundred, ten
while my babies are starving, I’m driving my Benz.
Or am I the one
who corrupted your son.
Who made him take what wasn’t his.
The one who pulled him into the abyss
Didn’t he know
You reap what you sow?
Isn’t that the w....
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