Better then you know yourself

“Trust me,

I know you,

Better than you know yourself.

Those masculine hands that held you when you were born,

Told you that one day you’d be great,

that he’ll pass the legacy towards you,

Were the same hands that held someone else’s

besides the one who birthed you.

The same hands that held the child,

 your blood, and promised him the same.

 

Those hands taught you nothing;

They taught you how to caress a woman,

And make her yours,

… For the night.

 

Those hands taught you nothing.

The disrespect he gave to your very own woman who birthed you.

And you give the same to the very own women you meet.

Those hands taught you nothing.

You hide in the very night,

Between their legs you make something of yourself.

You find power in their weakness,

Strength in their helplessness.

But then again,

You are reminded that they won’t stay,

That nothing is forever,

And that promises aren’t kept.

I’m telling you,

I know you

Better then you know yourself.

Those hands taught you nothing of being a true man.

I promise you..

I know you

Better than your know yourself.”

-oct16

@7 months ago