"IF I WEREN'T THE ONLY SON" BY ANCESTHOR

You have to go they say 

How I wish there could be a way 

To avoid this hellish world of a place 

Embroidery with rudiments enough to make man craze 

But then I guess I have no choice 

For where I am were two girls and no boy(s)

Cried for I know the responsibility on my shoulder 

But they all kept smiling and none was bothered 

And every each and everytime I experience my birthday 

I understood I've got no option once again than to stay 

For I've seen death and didn't die 

So I've grew to understand what pain felt like 

ANCESTHOR

(The ticking bomb)

The voice of the poem seems to be the only son amongst daughters and begins that death is the only way to avoid challenges. Yet, the persona concludes that he has to be successful at all positive costs, because he has been read as the manly hope of his family.