Me and the little man

I tried to call my son today
he wont pick up it’s a game we play
When we meet I kiss him he turns his head away
But that’s as long as his mother is looking his way

It’s a game we play and we understand
Me and the separated 5 year old man
Mothers get custody and we don’t want them to hurt
But boys will be boys and everything is a sport

So we play games on the computer when given half the chance
We enjoy war games and shooters who cares for romance
Life is bitter and not everything worked our way
But for a hour a month , two boys will play

2013-04-28 19.21.14

Author: Ajay Ohri

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