DADDY STOP THE CYCLE (THE FINAL FRIDAY)
Daddy don’t you touch him with that powerful right hand!
Cause when he kills you, the world just might not
Understand.
What got into him? What made him do you the way he did?
Not knowing he lived the life of a poor, lonely, abused
Black kid.
Daddy stop the cycle. From the top of his lungs, he cries.
Well, Daddy stopped the cycle, but no tears dropped
From his face as he watched him die.
Not as his daddy, he had no gun to shoot his father in the
Head.
He guesses that’s why the table turned and now he is the
One who’s dead.
Ever since his Great-Grandfather’s days, the children
Have fought a good fight.
Well, the cycle is over, cause the last child died that
Dreadful, Friday night.
No more children to be fathers and have its own.
No more abusing Dads to be born to be grown.
written 1999
