ANGRY I AM

Angry I am, allow me to be men I hate, with all reasons to hate Lieyers they are pretenders they remain that reason is not the main irresponsibility is the main They once bore us They could adore us Every day as we grew I just wish we knew Troubles weren't to be new Yet a person is somewhere But presence is nowhere When almost earning It's common finding Us saying Your father I am Here I am But the fact remains Absent they were Mothers are left single Parenting turns single No second left idle Due to lots of struggle To hit each valid goal Such a big irony And leaves no harmony -Ibmahtak Htur