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My Personalitys' Man-made


Yes it is... It all started many years ago There was this man A man I considered a good example A man to nature me A man to protect me A man to provide Alas, all was just a little boy's wishes It pains, it hearts, memories that became part of me Nature taught me manhood,a kid acting like a grown up I was only protected from interacting with the rest, not a father's protection/love Moral and emotional support, I earned it from the world Thanks to the loving and caring friends A man who could enjoy juicy fruits ,our salivating eyes collecting leftovers A small mistake, it's reward a dog's beating Sisal rope wasn't enough for a single rebuke Neighbours could beg for forgiveness to no avail, deaf ears they met We were an ideal stress relievers We're now grown ups Grown ups with horrible childhood memories Cats, Chicken, Cows now receiving same treatment, poor innocent animals All these awakening fresh memories I know we're many in this miserable world full of sorrows It's a lesson learned hard, and a life lived sad My wish is, to be who he was not,some day To love To nature To care To provide To protect To teach and spend time with Everything happens for a reason only known well to God To myself, Please Don't make the mistakes your father made raising you! ©vinny✌️🙏💙
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