wElCOmE tO mY pAgE

A pOeM

SoN Of tHE dEvil
Father look at me Is this you want me to be a rebel son with thee?
Who is the promising son you wanted? Where are the dreams in me you have planted? Where are the ambitions for me to fulfill? all of this,all i thought was a deal
i wasn't me Nor my mother fault Your attitude makes me pursue What i am is what you wanted me to do
Now this dreams, Now this ambitions, Now the promising son, Has turn up into an evil one
that is how you know me, "Son of the devil", you even call me Coz you will never understand me dad,I'm sorry for being me... Because this is hiw God molded me