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Ike E Davis Jul 2019
He didn't know his birth mother
She was a pretty  young girl
She was ***** at seventeen
There is ugliness
In the world
The man was her uncle
What he did no one
Ever knew
The girl blamed it on some
Boy
Whom she said was cruel
She was kept locked away
Until the baby was due
A handsome baby boy
That was you
I love you,
Like
I need my soul
I couldn't imagine
Not having you
In the world
You are loved
As much as you
Were abandoned
You are my son
As sure as I'm your
Daddy
Your birth mother had a choice
And I'm so happy
With what
she decided
You may never know The truth
of how you were
Conceived
But none of that matters
Because
You are a son to me
Ike E Davis Jun 2019
When gravity breaks
And we
free
form
float
Inertia does not keep us
Pressed
Against
mother earth
One missstep
We shall hover
Like in space
But
with air
Time will continue To
tic
some may Struggle
mere inches
Above the ground
Then we need
Friends to strap us Down
It's days like these
We want to be birds
Untethered wings
Uncontrolled
Flight
But I'm talking
About motion halted
When
Gravity faulted
Ike E Davis Jun 2019
That's a shiny penny
A glowing copper top
I should stop and
pick it up
Give it to my friend
Who means the world to me
It cost just a penny
But it's a pretty thing
I'll give it to my sweetheart
And make it to a ring
Ike E Davis May 2019
You can ditch those people that your running with
Just tell them the facts
That your hanging with an older cat
But he's
So broken
He's busted inside
So broken
Some scars you can't hide
So broken
So broken
I used to run at the head of the pack
A used to a kinda wuz ain't no doubt about
That
I'm broken boys
I'm
So broken
I'm busted inside
So broken
These scars I cant hide
I'm so broken
I can see
Your what's gonna cure me..
So broken...oh
So broken..
Soo sooo soo..yeah
Ike E Davis May 2019
Do not confuse heritage and nationality.
Heritage is your family and racial background.
Nationality is the country you reside in ,
It is also what connects us as the third definition
Americans.
Ike E Davis Apr 2019
There once was love
Neither could deny
The rush of youth
The look In
A lovers eye
As time
Separates
The moon from
Orbit
So should some
Lovers
Be cut short
She could forgive him
For his sake and
Soul alone
She could forgive him
And beckon him
Home
Home
Oh home
But what's the
Sense to forgive him
Now
He'll never know
Just how being
Forgiven
Could be
There once was love
She could forgive him
And beckon him home
Oh home
Come home
Ike E Davis Mar 2019
U prom.....
Is,d'
U did
U lied
What u said
U hate me
Enough to call
To tell me
Who u balled
U prom.
Ised..
"  "
"  "
"U promised"

Good luck
Meeting me
*******
For telling me
Tellin'

Promises
Oh oh oh ah promises
Promises
(Change)

U promised
U lied
U didn't
Even try
U promised
U hate
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