Little Boy On His Own

by Fatima Robinson

Little boy suffering 
‘Cause he’s all alone
Doesn’t have anyone 
He’s just on his own

A counterfeit Daddy 
He has somewhere
Don’t really understand 
Why life ain’t fair

No masculine figures 
To look to for intervention
And Daddy doesn’t perceive 
His son needs attention

Little boy out there 
All alone
A sad seed a growin’ 
Just on his own

Wanting satisfaction 
Of feeling belonged
Dancing to his music, 
And singin’ his song

Hiding behind fears 
Appearing real tough
Finding out fast
This world’s actually rough

Wanting to express the pain 
Lying deep in his heart
But Daddy won’t sit still 
So son can manage to start.

Can’t identify with Mom
She’s not of his breed
Only longing for the man 
Whom planted his seed

Little boy out there, 
All by himself
Dreaming of a fantasy 
Of pure D-wealth

Rat-ta-tat-tat beats 
The beat of his drum
A cycle of wonder 
Of this boy’s outcome

Can he endure?
Withstand the resilience?
When he was not asked 
to be in this existence

Little boy out there 
All alone
Don’t understand why 
Daddy’s never at home

Silently he asks, “Why Daddy, 
I don’t deserve this neglect? 
I need you here, 
That I may reflect…

Reflect on my problems
I face everyday
Please Daddy, be there 
To show me the way.”

His struggle and fight 
Becomes more intensified and such
Why? Because he must withhold
He loves Daddy so much.

Little Boy On His Own by Fatima Robinson

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