Father

Without our donation at insemination there would not have been this beautiful creation,
new life,
new hope,
A new vision…

As a father we’re here to guide and build this nation,
But I believe we’re not being given a fair chance
We weren’t nurtured like moms,
Our fathers didn’t leave much for us to give thanks
Not enough encouragement or guidance
What we got was abandoned
And the sad thing is that I understand
When pressure hits, yu just want tek up yu foot in hand
But now I realise I have to make the bold stance
And stand
It’s not the fault of the child or children
They were perfectly alright in our nut sacks
And she miserably overjoyed to shed hers …period.
So why continue her sentence and leave her to serve a life sentence with a life that you helped to pen

Without your donation at insemination there would not have been this beautiful creation, new life, new hope, a new vision
So be a man,

Give your life purpose, a mission
Not just to be in the child’s presences giving presents
But be a parent
Offer guidance and create balance,
be the example,
be the man you’d want your son to grow up to be
As a father, unlike the mother
We need to fight for our Recognitions
And for us to stop being treated as if all she wanted was just a donation at insemination and basically could have used any man
But because we were unfortunately the lucky ones,
Chosen out of love, like, desperation or infatuation
Multiple nights or one night stands
We need to live up to expectations
Take responsibility for our actions
And be the father that changes the nation,

Because it was our donation at insemination that gave birth to this beautiful creation, new life, our new hopes, new vision.

Hate Love

They say me and my girl have a love hate relationship,
But I don’t love hate.
What they don’t appreciate is that my mind she stimulates
And when we get intimate, my fears she decimates
with words like…

I love you.

And I would get poetic and say some shit like
I love you too,
Yes that’s times two,

How do I love you, trying to count the ways,
And I won’t deny that I hate love some days,
And I hate her and some ways
And the tricks love plays,
For each argument a fine my soul pays,
Losing me with each moment that an argument waste,

And I’d hate love,
Not her.

Like the times when she’d get upset because of something I’ll forget,
And for days she’d up and get vex
And I’d hating love and love loses respect
But earns it back in the makeup sex,
A hateful love that’s so simply complex,
While outsiders looking in always get perplexed,
Trying to categories,
And have us marginalized,
Not seeing what I see looking into her eyes,
And so they use stereo types to access our lives
But they need to realize that love isn’t always wise.

Now I hate love.
Because I was seeking perfection,
But fell in love with imperfection knowing love carries its own implications,
Creating impaired vision, while preying on emotions, evoking beep affection.
So yes, I love her.
But hate love for all its sweetly cruel intentions.