He Will Make It


Never put your kids to the back
Of your mind.
Truth be told
All there needs should never
Be pushed to the back of the line.
By all means
My son will be the one that survives,
In this cold world
He will believe in me
And feel the heat off my vibes.
We're all told opportunity
Comes knocking.
Can't open the door,
Wondering why.
Because I'm dame sure,
I'm not the one who locked it.
So I'll teach myself to become
One hell of lock smith.
Pop open the door.
And push my son through
With the tools to make
His dreams come true.
And keep all thoughts of me
Deep in his core.

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