I search the ends of your greying mind
Here is what I sought for, fought for, to find
See a babe, a withered dream, and thoughts all but kind
Fear, you cry, is what you at first felt
The Father in Fatherly, laid first, then melts
Love on your heart was wrongly spelt
My first curl, a tooth, none you would have kept
First of all you leave, then the dust is swept
In her bed, by my side, my poor mother wept
I picture my hands gripped tight around the bars of a cot
I scream out in the night, my tears are hot
I know who you are, and I know who you are not
You kick a stone about on a dusty street
Can't you feel the burden? The guilt?The heat?
I doubt you do, I doubt you ever did, how's that for defeat?
In my waking dreams you don't hang your head in shame
You dont bow your head in reflection, feel that you were to blame
You sit back at Home, with your new child with a new name
"Mummy, who's that man in the picture?"
Four years later, we're no poorer, no richer
"Some man" she says, but breathes, "Some vile creature"
At my expense, I sit fidgeting at school
It's bring your dad day, this isn't cool
"Where's yours?" Johnnyboy sneers, "Is he out, playing pool?"
It's my birthday, I sit all giddy by the phone
Wait for you to call, mum's out, I'm alone
Leave a message? Nope. There's no "After the tone"
I realise soon, I have a differnt name to you
It starts and ends with different letters too
We have nothing in common, I'm afraid, it's true
The window's open, I lie awake at night
No peace reaches me, this is no 'Sleep tight'
"He doesn't care." I hear you say, and I know you're right.
After seventeen years, I can let this go
Since the day you left, not once have you shown
For you see "Dad-ee" I have done more than just grown
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