My Tongue Is A Pen Of A Ready Writer

Come back Papi ........

It's been five years

And although I say I am not going to try again

I have been waiting

Been hesitant to reach out again because you are the one that should make the call

You disowned me but pretend like I was the one who gave up on you

I have been waiting for the day that you would see the light and realize what you have traded your seeds for

How is misery treating you ?

Heard your the slave now

Hope you are enjoying being told to cook and do things her way?

The Queen G way

Tisk tisk

I know your concious is beating you

Then why ask about my son

Why ask about I

Or your younest daughter?

Realizing what you are missing?

Getting older and yearning for the comeplete family huh?

Stand up and be a man

Stand up claim your family before you are standing in the land of the dead Everytime you never made that step

Never made that call

Never apologized

Never made peace

Do you want to die a childless father?