My father
the genius
kicked me out of his house
“I don’t want her here”
he said to my mother
“She’s nothing but trouble”
I cried myself to sleep that night
Dad: You’re stubborn, like me
(You taught me this)
I am trouble for you
because you don’t want to change
I know: everywhere I go
something must change
To be a change agent
is a lonely assignment
I always know it’s time to go
whenever there is resistance
Everywhere I go
nothing can stay the same
I forgive you
(You taught me this)
You went through that… Tis nice to be a change agent
Thanks, Samdapoet! I assume you intend for this comment to be … sarcastic. The only nice thing about being a change agent is having someone else who can understand how it feels to be a change agent. It can be quite … isolating.
No! sarcasm is not my thing, please am sorry if you thought I was been sarcastic… I really meant what I said… Please I didn’t intend to be awful… God bless
Thank you!
Yea I get u ma’am