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My Hearitage broken
My life torn to shreads
Yet as found the faithful answer
Having to be told the reason
As to why I was cast aside
Right in the middle of the grocery store
I was not a blood relation to my father
That I did not need to be included
And That Thirty-eight years of abuse
Gastly pain for nothing
Each tear wasted

Broken hearted
Rightous Life screams at night
Only pleasure for the second wife
Knife to the throught
Each Blaspheming word SON
Now that I know my true loving father is #WritcoPoemPrompt48
Write a poem about a time that your illusions of someone or something were shattered.


© William Stephen Foos