Natural Born Winner

When you feel the rain as it hits your flesh,
or feeling a sharp pain within your chest.

Words can cut, words can destroy,
thats how words are felt when you are a boy.

When I became an adult my life was a mess,
I allowed the words of my father to invest.

Low self esteem and no ambition,
found myself hoping and wishing.

I was my worst enemy, I needed help,
did not want to deal with the cards I was dealt.

My fathers voice would be in my head,
“you are a loser boy” is what he had said.

Then my life took a wicked turn,
somebody said I was a winner when I was a sperm.

I had beat out millions so I could be born,
so all that my father was saying is now gone.

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J.rid
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Wonderful a poem of self realization loved it well done you.

Saurin Desai
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they say: sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me… but that’s not true, is it 🙂

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Congratulations! @anthony_williams
This poem has been featured in the Poetry Article we published on Father’s Day. Your poem is listed with the works of celebrated poets. People reading this article will be directed to your profile page so they can read more of your work.
You can read the complete article here http://highonpoems.com/23842/blog/poetry-articles/father-poems-you-must-read-this-fathers-day

May your words reach places and touch hearts through the power of poetry.

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