For my Father

Powerful guy, powerful earth
Energy splashes once they collide
Finding the path while being hurt
Forced him to question any free ride.

He is so right, that almost looks cruel
He is so just, that the sun is smiling
Walking alongside with Creation rule
He follows his right that makes him charming.

In any new world he lands, he conquers
Even dimensions bend from his mind
Time is happy to be treated so fairly
But I am more proud to be his kind.