Cowardly man, ruthless you are
Beat me, tied me up
Denied me food, treated me like a fool, then you made me kneel on rice.
Uncooked as it dug into my skin, oh the sting, Wincing!
The pain and inner scream-
You were downright fuckin mean-
If that wasn’t enough you spewed venomous tirades and
Humiliated me to shame,
Then you put my knees on rice.
Fucker you are, sucker you are
Needle skin junkie, a man off the streets in my mother’s sheets. Shameless, I was blameless as you look to take charge over my mind, my skin, and beat me until I was afraid to even pass wind.
You were derelict and nothing more than a prick.
A human abasement, criminal, feces, you broke me into a million little pieces, then you put my knees on rice-
You didn’t think twice, “Down on your knees!”, and your call did I heed.
Are you happy in your new life as I sit here on mental ice-
As Images flashes across my mind-
You were never kind, monster you are, a blackened star, you left me with these invisible scars.
And after all you did when I was a kid
Without thinking twice, you made me kneel on rice.
Where the fuck did you come from, you were nothing more than a man, a fuckin bum.
Scum, a residue of shit. And for this I got hit?
From a worthless man who resembled a street beaten beer can, A thief, woman beater, methadone junkie, a small time lil’punkie.
Did you not expect one day I would retaliate, place your body across an iron slate, slice you up cook you as steak?
Like other criminals, you got away, are you awake, live in fear? I’ve swallowed my tears while I drink beers.
Live your life of current lies, be clean, to me, you’ll always be a fucker, sucker and outright mean- Sexual exploiter-
And for this I was made to kneel on rice-
He didn’t even think twice, the mother fucker-
Have a good life…I hope it’s filled with pain and strife.
And for this I was made to kneel on rice!
Dedicated to my Step Father Mr. F.V.

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