Poem about meeting my father |
A stranger lurks, stalking my steps. Into my life, carrying regrets. Knocks at the door, greeted with a smile. Said he has traveled many a mile. You know my name and resemble my brother. You say you used to date my Mother. Showing me items from my past. Where did you get these? I ask. You say you were there the day I was born. Wanting to stay, you say you were torn. Afraid, of having life in your hands. Complying with a babies wants and demands. You left your daughter only a kiss goodbye. You didn't even have the decency to try. You say you called but there is no way to know. You say you cried, but I believe this is a show. Why now do you seek what you intentionally lost. Do you not know there are lines you have crossed. I needed you once and forgot you at last. A fatherless child, molded in your cast. I know nothing of you, you were kept in the dark. Yet you describe to me my birth mark. My father, I see I have you eyes. Reflecting from mirrors without lies. You cannot give me the time already lost. A priceless bond upon which you put a cost. A chance to be the man you never were. My Father you say, is a complete stranger. |