play the role of father, teacher, a philosophical role model,
the one at 3am to get up, change nappies & warm a milk bottle
shape and hone her mind, teach about the many flaws of mankind
hope to become best friends, and I intend, to defend her fiercely 'til the end
now 1 + 1 = 4, not 2 or even 3 'cos its 2nd time round for me,
admittedly sometimes I'm doubtful of my ability
to provide for a 4 person family,
but I continue to excel, without bragging I intuitively let it happen
and things falls together like 31st December,
I remember the way I stared into the embers,
of the blunt end, extend my hand to old friends...
sharing laughs, crack a beer; scent of change is in the air,
glaring truth in the New Year; yeah...thinking of my career
living a 5 year plan, so I ignore shallow demands
I learnt to stand, by working the hard earth with my own two hands
not prepared to waste my life struggling in quicksand...
ain' got no time for disbelievers & their negativity,
pays not to meddle in the affairs of the heart & family
you obviously dont know me or have a fucken clue about my capabilities
pity, the fools who stricken with terminal disabilities
Bookmarks