I wrote this poem about my oldest son’s bio dad in February of 2002. A lot of residual resentment I had towards him was because he wouldn’t step up. My empathy button for him was really broken for him and in this case maybe it needed to be.

it be like that sometimes

Three years too late
You’ve decided to embrace your fate
You’ve decided to recognize your mistake
And fill my ears with apologies
For not accepting mine and his existence

So now you feel like playing dad
And expect me to forgive and forget
about the misery you left us in
The years of being a fucking deadbeat to him
Please do what you do best
Walk away and put this situation to rest
For he doesn’t need
A false wannabe daddy
Who will cause him harm
in the long run

2 thoughts on “Poetry: Three Years Too Late

    1. Whoever clicks on Joshua’s link will be met with misogyny and hate talk about single moms. I guess my poetry must triggered these feelings for Josh. Josh I’m glad that at least I made you feel something that made you reply. 😘😘😘

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