Father, Mother, Destiny

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SOme of lives lessons are easier to learn than others, when we finally do, we are liberated from the shackles that confine us from growing. Forgiveness I feel is the first step.

Submitted: July 11, 2008

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Submitted: July 11, 2008



I forgive you mother and father
For your mistakes
Will I be forgiven for mine?
They say the sins of the parents
Shall be visited upon the children
So they have visited
And I embraced them
In times of uncertainty
And fled from them in
Moments of clarity

Surely as the stone goes rolling
Down a steep slope
I too have fallen
And crashed on bottom
Only to brush myself off
To attempt another perilous climb
A venture to the top
Where I truly believed
Love and safety could be found
In a parents embrace

Destiny however has another plan
Because I continued to ignore
What the universe had in store
So I climbed
And so I fell

Perhaps it was my own pain
That kept me trying in vain
For I could not foresee
That you suffered as well

How could you offer something
That you were never given
In the first place?


Fixate over what cannot be changed
Bang your fists on stone
It is your hands that will ultimately bruise
Scream to the moon
Yell to the stars
Until your voice weakens
Drink yourself into oblivion
To suffer a sobering reality

You see,
I have become a spiritual warrior
Amid a world full of harsh realities
And self serving persons
I have allowed myself
The water for my flowers

Love can still be ascertained
The outside is cold
But the inside is warm
And in here
I found what lie dormant
Waiting to spring forth

Now the inevitable time has arrived
To put the burning question to rest
What would life have been like with you?
The universe clearly has another design


Perhaps in the next life
On another world
In some other time
There will be a new plan

In the meantime
Let go and stop ascending
An unattainable hill
From which you will fall

Yes, the pain will still survive
But it is love for myself
That gives me the strength
To be alive

So I forgive you mother and father
For your mistakes
Forgive me for mine……………………

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