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there is no lessons or preaching in this, who am i?

the father was a victim who spend his brutal ways on me, the son become him but thank god: Gautama peace...i turned my anger, blood thirsty crazy mind to asian phylosophy and discover the meaning of forgiveness

Bleh... Too many poems focus on a girl's point a view so I did my best to capture that of a male

this is a poem i had to write for my psychology class. i got the inspiration for it from past and current experiences.