Poems

Poem 46

Don’t Tell Me don’t tell me i’ve got it all mixed up that i shouldn’t act the way that i do and to be thankful for what has been done in my behalf because i am more than aware of the sacrifices for my success more than those who sacrificed for me. don’t tell me what i’ve got to say and what i’ve got to do just because you’ve said and done what others are also doing. don’t tell me i’ve got no manners for not verbally thanking my father on this particular day in the year and to be thankful for what has been done in my behalf because i know and understand that he’s lost and gained just as much as i have with this endeavor. don’t tell me unless you’ve been here and lived the life i’ve lived and know first hand this isn’t father’s day but only a regular day for a father like my own. don’t tell me. and i won’t tell you. circa 2014, velajune

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