Emerging (2)

acousticsteveo (61)in #poetry • 6 years ago (edited)

Emerging
By Stephen Martin

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In the tree we sat,
Thinking nothing of it,
Until the giant dickhead pulled up,
In his beat up pickup with his boys.

I think he wanted to show off,
He sent you packing and disciplined me,
It was on this day that I learned I was dealing
With an asshole.

But I was still looking forward to having a dad.

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6 years ago in #poetry by acousticsteveo (61)

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mineopoly (64) 6 years ago (edited)

You are still keeping with the poems. That is cool. On Sunday I was thinking of writing a poem about why I did not become an asshole like those before me, but then I began to realize I am just an asshole in my own way so I had to find something else to write about. This poem is on the edge. Always good to read your poems.

acousticsteveo (61) 6 years ago

Thanks. Yeah, I have to constantly call myself out on the ass hole thing too. 😎

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penasantri (43) 6 years ago

in the end can not be denied the father figure is very happy a child because of the figure of a father's son learn to be a reliable fighter as well as a pacifying protector with the hand of love that has been granted God

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