Wednesday, 22 February 2012

Father


I loved him but I blamed him for my demise.

My father I hated him but I loved him

He the man from whose loins came from

He of whom I am proud of

I am disappointed

Robbed of the future

By my father

Robbed of my future by his immorality

Robbed of my bread by his arrogance

Who is he to stand in the path of my greatness I love him and I hate him still

All the sins unforgiving

As I am reminded everyday of where he failed me

The Path he was supposed to pave he left for me to go through the maze

14 offspring one wonders why me

I love him and yet I loathe him still

The spirits of my fore fathers have visited me

Who is he to stand against them?

For once a decision not his happens in my life

He made a decision to torment

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