Daddy's Name
Even at this advanced, unsettled age
daddy's name still evokes horrible pain,
he wasn't faithful to mom and her rage
never exploded to make us break down:
such an incredible courage was a saint's devoted creed,
she stood very strong protecting us with an iron shield!
My sisters weren't as aware as I was,
they went to school and played games,
I struggled a lot and thrived to prove myself:
I acted differently, never being broken in half!
A dad's duty is to guide his adored kids,
until they have developed a full brain;
to leave them stranded without a specific direction:
is a horrible deed that eventually leaves many scars!
Dad never hugged us, never listened closely but vaguely,
all he wanted was rigid discipline without any disagreement;
if we disobeyed, he would slap us hard without explaining why:
we were sheep under his rule, he used the rod on the innocent!
Times spent with mum were inspiring and insightful,
she taught me the Bible, dad didn't teach me anything;
my strength comes from mother and I revere this feeling:
no greater love has left a mark so mightful and spiritual!
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