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One night of passion- Nine months of waiting,

He's out the door fastly- Leaving her with the baby.

Ocassional phone calls- Lead to pointless fights,

She's constantly on call- Many restless nights.

He drops by sometimes- To see how she is,

He happens to be the dad- But he doesn't father his kid.

No protection worn- The outcome is a son,

Now a baby is born- And the work is no where near done.



Fifteen years later- Dad can't be found,

Of this man he is a hater- For never being around.

No male role model- Yet he is turning out just fine,

His mother is who he follows- Leaving the sperm donor behind.

What else can he do- It's not his fault that he left,

Abandoned his only son- Wasn't around for his first step.

He carries a chip on his shoulder- Vowing never to forgive,

This man means nothing to him- Doesn't care if he lives.



At the age of twenty-five- He has a son of his own,

Married to the mother- Would never leave them alone.

He watches his boy grow- Everyday shedding tears,

It's a constant reminder- Of his own childhood years.

His wife stands beside him- Doing her best to console,

But no amount of empathy- Could ever fill this hole.

He's come to realize something- As he first sees his son stand,

Because his dad wasn't around- He's grown into an excellent man.

Although the bitterness remains- The things that he would give,

To meet the male who left him- To show him what a real man is.







Michael C. Lucas