TO MY LOVE, UPON THE OCCASION OF BECOMING A FATHER

Come my love and tarry forth, Upon this bench we’ll perch. I’d never heard of you before we met, Despite my hundredth Google search. A Prince you say? A Duke to boot, well that’s just fine and dandy. I’m against unearned white privilege, unless it comes in handy. Let’s talk of the family we’ll raise, Our babe, our kith, our kin. Let’s speak of finding freedom, and play our victim violin. For this great symphony we have started, over nations it will cross And my love while you’re a father now, Don’t forget who’s boss