Father,
Don’t forsake me.

Through semen, through sweat
Grunts and moans- you created me.

Father,
Don’t forget me.

Though your eyes and skin I might
not have- I am yours.

Father,
Don’t…

Even The Fatherless die and need
to be welcomed home- allow me.

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