I cannot believe that you have some nerve,
To gladly proclaim yourself as a real man;
You gave us a face which we do not deserve
And all along this hatred was all your plan.
I may be someone you are older than,
But I admit, little boy, you are not a man.
Scavenger you are to prey on the most weak,
Knowing that good woman had taken you in;
Ulterior motives must be your MO, as we speak,
Because you never cared for being a friend.
I may be someone who younger than you,
But I say to you, you have much growing to do
Amazing how you call yourself a man,
You knocked up a complete stranger,
And fled from them as fast as you can,
Now a child's life is another one endangered.
But you call yourself a man...