Aging children and the fathers eye.
Little boy I saw you running out the door
Little boy I saw you dashing out that store
Little boy I saw you chasing that girl
Little boy I saw you shooting that squirrel
Young man I saw you punching the wall
Young man I saw you watching your life fall
Young man I saw you surrender yourself
Young man I saw you greedy with your wealth
Mortal father I saw you take what wasn’t yours
Mortal father I saw you jealous roars
Mortal father I saw you cheating on your wife
Mortal father I saw you selling your life
Little boy I saw you dashing out that store
Little boy I saw you chasing that girl
Little boy I saw you shooting that squirrel
Young man I saw you punching the wall
Young man I saw you watching your life fall
Young man I saw you surrender yourself
Young man I saw you greedy with your wealth
Mortal father I saw you take what wasn’t yours
Mortal father I saw you jealous roars
Mortal father I saw you cheating on your wife
Mortal father I saw you selling your life
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.