It’s a throw away society when you see people out on the street, not enough too eat. Babies in the dumpsters - punks trying to be gangsters. It’s a throw away society when people forget so conveniently, so ignorantly, so carelessly. When the world won’t blink an eye-the glare of a passerby.
Dad, I’m missing you for six long years right now...
I’ve written a poem just to honor you,
and I still need my anger to subside somehow...
so, my writing to you is all I can do...
I told him that I loved him,
I told him that he meant the whole wide world to me,
I told him that he was always on my mind,
Now I can tell him anything...