Like Father Like Son

Profiling Contest Entry The mother sat pale with an exhausted look The policeman sat writing notes in his book The fire, he said caused damage so bad But we think it was arson, a crime that is bad. The child looked up at his father and said ‘Daddy I’m tired can I now please go to bed?’ The mother patted his hand but he pulled it away It’s strange I thought as I watched the child play. Lining up the matches all side by side The man with a smirk at his wife to the side Her eyes they did plead to the husband sat there He gave her a frown and pushed back his chair. She sat there unloved by both of her men It was then I knew who started the fire back then She mumbled and blinked her leg swinging to and fro Ignored by them both her eyes glued to her toe. The father removed the matches from the boy ‘I’ve told you before son they are not a toy’ She jumped in her seat as he said these words The child grabbed them back as thought he’d not heard To the conclusion I came that the father set the fire As I watched the boy stack them, like a funeral pyre The woman sat afraid, the boy carried on The father though sat back, not a care, no not one. He had been in the army for most f his life He liked regimental including child and wife The boy though his father, he did now copy When he saw him light a fire, with not one match but three. The father although setting the fire knew his son Now wanted him to light fires just like he had done He took away the matches and said now my boy ‘I have told you before these are only daddy’s toy.’ © 30 09 2013 GG Contest Entry Profiling