A Son's Worth

by Erica Braxton-Harris

You and I now have a son,
The two of you should become one.
Instead you treat him like an outcast,
Not placing him first you put him last.
Seeing the way you treat him brings tears to my eyes,
Trying to make it right for the two of you makes me tired.
Knowing his presence you are not worthy of,
Because he deserves unconditional love.
Striving so hard for your acceptance,
You never gave him a chance.
He tells me when he gets older he wants to be like you,
For what? What's the use?
To drink and curse all the time,
Definitely not what his mother has in mind.
Not my son not my baby,
He deserves the best of you on a daily.
For he should not have to struggle for your attention.
For you to just be his father not to mention.
To treat him the same as you treat his siblings,
To be placed on a throne and serve as your king.
In the beginning him as your son you denied,
When asked about it you lied.
But I see the truth in the way my son is treated,
All because you think his mother cheated.
You are not what I call father of the year,
But that you don't want to hear.
What's most important is he is mine,
And I am going to let him shine.
I will encourage him to do his best,
Never my love will he have to test.
My approval he will not have to look for,
To be his mother, his friend, what more.
Because I love him he is my delight,
I am so happy to have him in my life.

A Son's Worth by Erica Braxton-Harris

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