Feel My Pain.....
Feel the pain of the bastard child.
Who`s father felt he wasn`t worth while.
He broke out when I was still in the womb.
My mother was sentenced to a life of gloom.
She`s another statistic left to fend for herself.
At 7 months premature, I was her only sense of wealth.
I was a sickly child,but full of promise.
Stricken with asthma often chronic.
My moms got her degree and worked two jobs.
As a substitute teacher and a security guard.
I credit her for my intellect and wit.
As for daddy dearest I can`t credit him for ****t.
Grandpa Joseph was my father figure.
Who taught me true manhood how be a real nigga.
How to never run from a fight.
How to swing with my left and block with my right.
He`s 74 years old this very day.
My love for him simple words can`t convey.
I choke back tears as I type this verse.
Let me channel my emotions so they may disperse.
What compells a man to forsake his own seed.
A black baby in a white world has special needs.
Who would teach him his true purpose.
When constantly told by the media"you`re worthless".
Constantly told we were savages and slaves.
"Civilized"by the whiteman in how to behave.
When back in the day they lived in caves.
Exiled by the original man `cause they strayed away.
Who will teach me about the first architects.
The first phillospers who commanded respect.
The black pharoahs, poets, and musicians.
Who enlightned the other nations with their wisdom.
How the mighty Hannibal black as tar.
Was a threat to the Romans from afar.
He gave the Sicilians their darkish hue.
These are historical facts to name a few.
I harbor no ill will toward any other race.
I simply stating the obstacles I faced.
I`m one of many of the forsaken ones.
Feel the pain of a bastard son.
Especial those who at least had a father to hate.
Probably would not have survived one night in my fate.
Those who are fathers,honor your kids.
I have a son, he`s one of the reasons I live.
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Hope y`all cats felt that one.....`cause it`s from the heart.