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And Daddy, who are you?

What kind of father can't father his child?
Why then did he even bore me in short
Did I ever make him miss the woman he defiled
As a kid to marry her when the future didn't hurt?
All I have asked is for a man of my esteem
Wealth is not so sorry, a smile for my worry
But you have not yet welcome what I redeem
Even when I didn't look like you, you countered life in a hurry
With the world's trouble and didn't lift me up as your kid
Daddy I'd wish to be around and shelter me from growing
Like myself, brother had to suffer the same fate
Which stubborn and intelligent were his knowing
All I wanted was hands behind my falling faith
Black stars are companions to my steps
Like night hiding light, I dunno when to prep
Oh daddy, I am cold
I'm raging cold
In my metal you keep carving heavy words
Like mum's journey was easy for my life on board
I don't want to forsake you like you for God's sake
My love burns with the upsetting wind that blows upon my cake
So sun and rain may burn and pain
And my dying breathe may call your name.
If future holds the same story I write
Then I'm sorry father if I don't feed you with my right.
Written by Ruddapoet
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