If you keep walking away
and won’t stand by us
in our mistakes,
Who’s the child here?

Expect us to fail,
Teach us to fail.

You tell me I have a history,
But, it’s not in the book.

The past is real.
The past is alive in me.

My actions are a scream.
Doing drugs is a scream.
Hurting folks is a scream.
My silence is a scream.
This mutilation…
is but a scratch
compared to what hides
in the sorrow of my eyes.

Was I too much for you?
You did not even look back.
I will do the same.
Look what you started.

Why am I not
A person to you
Now, that I am
A parent too?

When we carry this pain
We make no gain.

We come about to find a gun
in a son’s tormented hand.

It’s too late to carry on this way.
It’s time to start over.

My dream came true:
They talked to me.
Saying: “We are here.
You’re world will change.”

Expect us to fail.
Teach us to fail.

We might stumble,
But must not fall.
All our ancestors say:
God save us all.