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WE become a product of things we are called |
| In the peace of day I hear you scream "stupid" The sound makes me cringe for I am just a child Your child how could you say this of your own flesh Do you not care how you make me feel Our do you not know your words cut like a knife And from this child you drain the joy of life As time goes on the child will grow never realizing how much he knows For the words spoken for most of his life The hurt within brings nothing but strife Stupid is as stupid does and so he walks and never shows The love within him The boy grows and manhood comes and with this brings to him a son he makes a vow his son will shine for he refuses to cloud his mind with words like stupid idiot or dumb only hope and love and encourage this one Finally years later the boy that grew to a man realizes his love for all men no longer stupid he has a cause to bring love into the lives of all he knows forgiveness comes and he finally lets go the hurtful words of so long ago I love you Daddy I want you to know Your grandson is the smartest man i know |