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No One’s Son


Papa worked way too much
Mama was there always in the boy’s face
I think his Papa tried to stay away
He realized she was out to lunch.

As a child this boy had no place
To be himself, far from Mama’s fray
She walked a line with so much trouble in her day.
A reality on to which she couldn’t clutch.

So in his Daddy’s absence, towards him her emotions were touched.
She thought she loved this child but from her own heart it was all just hearsay.

How does a child live, where there’s no love to give?
How does a boy learn about women, when his mother is keepin’ him…
In a box of her own pain, that turns out to be his own shame?
And whenever he tried to breakout, she’d fight, hit, belittle him and shout.
Then one day he learned the truth, he was a commodity in the adoption sooth

Daddy always denied him as his
Mama was never around.
He left his seed as something fun
She was 17; her father said, “Get rid of it! You’re done.”
So when he was born he didn’t exist, in the final analysis
But where he lived was neither healthy nor sound.
Severed connections, Mother and child never one.


The legislative fantasies told to the adoptee, nothing more than shit.
Denied a genuine family, torn from an authentic one, he should never know who is.
His roots severed from the ground.
He became No One’s Son.
In adulthood nowhere would he fit.

How does a child live, where there’s no love to give?
How does a boy learn about women, when his mother is keepin’ him…
In a box of her own pain, that turns out to be his own shame?
And whenever he tried to breakout, she’d fight, hit, belittle him and shout.
Then one day he learned the truth, he was a commodity in the adoption sooth

He had been the property of adoption
He had been the object of other’s delusions.
About how their lives should be.
While he Becomes, No One’s Son!

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Copyright ©️ 2020 HeardWords America

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