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Fighting for your soul….



You are my baby, son, and responsibility.

I gave birth to you and accepted the role of nurturer to inspirit growth.

The growth of a man, not statistic. To educate you on accountability and responsibility. To give you a fighting chance, with a future.

These days the fight is a none stop task. Kids will be kids and learn from their mistakes “they” say.

Until the mistake’s so great. There is no rewind, can’t take it back. Then “they” say, “why didn’t I?”

But I try and you deny…. the need to parent… Because kids will be kids, right?

Boys don’t play pranks and climb trees today. Mischief these days can cost a price too expensive to pay.

Cause and effect! And the effects of your actions caused this.

But I’m over reacting… kids will be kids…

Until that day I can’t say, he’s just a kid because the consequence of this mistake I can’t fix.

Can’t save him, he just became a man… in an instant. This is what I choose to prevent.

Perpetual need to remain blind to the change in the game, new rules now…. you play with your life.

But I continue to fight, because I’m fighting for your soul.

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