If I was your son, I be your seed,
The one who let me out to this world,
If I was a punch, I would choose the one,
You gave to my pregnant mother,
If I was the traumatise child,
I would be the one listening his mother screams,
If you were holding the metal belt,
I would be the kid with the scare,
If you was the one broking glass on the floor,
I was the one walking bare feet upon it,
If there was a closest,
I was the one hiding inside it,
If was an beaten puppy with metal bar,
I was the son force to watched it,
If I was the man who was pushing his wife by the window,
I was the small child, weeping for help,
If I was the man scalping your mother,
I was the one holding the knife,
If I was the son of the woman begging for help,
I was the one ready to push the blade inside you,
If I had follow your path,
I was the animal trap in your cage,
If your were my father,
I would have stop drinking myself to death,
If you were my blood and flesh,
I am glad you took your delirium six foot’s under,
If I had a choice,
I wish, we could had the chance to spoke once,
If I could turn the clock,
I would tell you, I had long forgave you,
If you can hear me from above,
I was simply telling you, I love you dad.
