No more freedom of time, to work and play with friends
Taking jobs they hated, to support and make the ends
Here's to fathers working, supporting the family's way
Here's to father's sacrifice, staying each and and every day
No more running wild, in a world that stretches endlessly
No more crazy chances, it's now just too risky
Here's to fathers working, desk jobs that melt their minds
Here's to fathers sacrifice, the best of all mankind
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Archaeology of the Mind
PoetryPoems, freestyle, haiku and rhyming! (Haiku's grouped together as they are so short.) About various things, like stress, getting a gun pointed at your head, autumn and other such common topics.
