This is a poem to my son Tre'
Who thirsts for knowledge every day
A sensitive and loving child
Whose look of love can make you smile
Taken from your mother
You dad makes you accept another
Teaches hate and anger, too
Tearful, I try reaching you
I let you down, son
To help you escape the loveless
Existence you hate because
I was too weak
To continue the fight
When I was dragged down
Parents who hate alwyas hurt their kids
When allowing the fights to go on
They must learn to let go for the
Sake of the children created in love
So they will never think they were the cause
Forgive my selfish fear of failure
As I work to bring you home to me
My son, my love, My Tre'
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