Down Syndrome, Your Not Along

I sit in the darkness looking through my window of pain

wet cold night the winds swirling rain, intensify my strain


Doctor’s descriptive babble of genetic congenital squabble

Mother’s un-productive zone, my child has Down Syndrome


Counseling then coaching connections, hidden confessions

what are the resources of regret, who decides human defect


These are my transitional therapies, sorrow! is apart of finality

but I shall rally in totality! to this abnormality, that’s my reality.



Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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