If you keep walking away

and won’t stand by us

in our mistakes,

Who’s the child here?



Expect us to fail,

Teach us to fail.



You tell me I have a history,

But, it’s not in the book.



The past is real.

The past is alive in me.



My actions are a scream.

Doing drugs is a scream.

Hurting folks is a scream.

My silence is a scream.

This mutilation…

is but a scratch

compared to what hides

in the sorrow of my eyes.



Was I too much for you?

You did not even look back.

I will do the same.

Look what you started.



Why am I not

A person to you

Now, that I am

A parent too?



When we carry this pain

We make no gain.



We come about to find a gun

in a son’s tormented hand.



It’s too late to carry on this way.

It’s time to start over.



My dream came true:

They talked to me.

Saying: “We are here.

You’re world will change.”



Expect us to fail.

Teach us to fail.



We might stumble,

But must not fall.

All our ancestors say:

God save us all.