A Son Like You
I didn’t forgive you darling
Your lust burned you
But it was me you were harming.
Rich boy, you’re counting out your money
But the paper cuts are scarring
People are hearing what you’ve done
And your human wall is halving.
You can’t hide
And the mercy’s all mine
Don’t ask for forgiveness
That only god can find.
Blind : all your life you’ve been blind.
Was I so blind
To think a Duke like you
Could be kind?
You were never a king
Your blood’s not that blue
And like my nurse said to me
As the blood soaked my bandages through
“I’d kill myself if I had a son like you”.
Poetry by Luke Cable 