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My Fathers Father

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My Fathers Father

My fathers fathers
Echo deep in my mind
Each a reflection
Of their own time
Visions of what I cannot see
But a piece of each father
Resides in me
Traditions record the family
A blood established reality
But we wonder, we wonder
Have we forgot
Are we our father
Our fathers forgot
We come to this world
A naked slate
No knowledge of beginning
Or ending fate
History may teach
What our fathers wore
But skin and facial features
Tell what was endured
Were they abused as a people
Like Indians and Jews
Were they sent into slavery
Or similarly used
Were they sent a redeemer
That changed their fate
Did the good they bring
Help change the human race 
Our fathers our fathers
Who each in their own way
Did they fight the war
Did they show the way
Our fathers our fathers
Did they care to stay
Or does sacrifice and doubt
Still haunt them to this day
Father of our fathers
May we find Thee living still
Comming down to the end
Help us find Your will

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  1. Date: 11/5/2013 10:43:00 AM

    Love this poem as you look back into the past of your forefathers and what they have gone thru. It is nice to know your family history and learn about the past. love phyl

  1. Date: 6/8/2013 7:09:00 PM

    A very interesting poem John leading us f.generation to another..great

  1. Date: 6/7/2013 11:17:00 AM

    Touching topic and write. Bravo... I've been sitting with my father while he was sick... as he told me about his early life, his Father's and his Grandfathers' lifes. He was facinating to listen to... Life keeps changing thru each generation...

  1. Date: 6/3/2013 10:30:00 AM

    a very nice poem of yours friend John...thanks for dropping by. have a good day :) Maria

  1. Date: 3/27/2013 11:01:00 AM

    nice.I posted a new one.hope you are well.take care

  1. Date: 3/2/2013 4:41:00 PM

    A thought provoking write John....well done! Hugs

  1. Date: 3/1/2013 11:05:00 PM

    Quite an interesting poem. Gave me food for thought.

  1. Date: 2/28/2013 5:07:00 PM

    A splendid piece, my friend! Full of nostalgia and reminiscences. Well done!! Best wishes, Keith (PS the answer to the riddle? Frederick and Fredericka by Mark Helprin. Highly recommended!!!)

  1. Date: 2/23/2013 3:07:00 PM

    not only is this wondrous poetry, but inspiring and very moving..

  1. Date: 2/23/2013 10:25:00 AM

    I am Jewish and am glad you said something about our tormentors. I am interested in Native Americans as you are. Every year I go to the Native American festival in Brooklyn and find the dancing and singing marvelous. Have you ever read Black Elk Speaks or Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee? Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish

  1. Date: 2/20/2013 5:30:00 PM

    Child is the father of the man!! Jag

  1. Date: 2/20/2013 3:38:00 PM

    Very great piece and quite well penned my dearest poet friend! I really enjoyed this

  1. Date: 2/19/2013 9:11:00 PM

    To always look to the father of fathers to find his will... excellent message !! Enjoyed

  1. Date: 2/19/2013 4:31:00 PM

    "Are we our Father our fathers forgot..." a very valuable question - great metaphysics John -A nice way to use History as a glance of support - every man should aspire to be a Father of a certain truth that is him - J.A.B.%

  1. Date: 2/19/2013 8:58:00 AM

    Outstanding piece my dear friend, John. YOu write so well! Thank you so much for sharing with me today this very beautiful poem of yours. Thank you also for stopping by and commenting about my work. I'm so grateful for sharing to me your ideas. I didn't know that quaintain came from word quad. I appreciate so much. Have a great day! love/hugs, Leonora

  1. Date: 2/19/2013 5:11:00 AM

    Very touching, my good man! Wonderful write... cheers, Jack

  1. Date: 2/18/2013 11:27:00 PM

    Awesome write John. thank you for reading "love" I thought about using the word "wanna" too. I thought I was using it too much in my writing;}

  1. Date: 2/18/2013 8:41:00 PM

    I love this John...deep introspective write..I have this deep belief that we are really all ONE Tree with endless branches.Well done!

  1. Date: 2/18/2013 2:54:00 PM

    John I really loved this poem..it touched me a great deal...my mothers family was part of the trail of tears....thanks....

  1. Date: 2/18/2013 2:51:00 PM

    Excellent piece of poetry. Full of meaning you get a high score! Thank you for visiting.... My friend, if the voice for you was the image of an orphan, then me, my friend, is that orphan,... having lost both of my parents at the age of ten and of forteen! Thank you! :

  1. Date: 2/18/2013 2:10:00 PM

    Great work on the topic..I often wonder what were some of those who went before were like of my biological family?..Did they have good characteristics? Were they kind? Were they compassionate?..Did they treat their fellowman right?..Enjoyed reading your thought provoking work today..Soup Mail soon..Sara

    loving iii Avatar john loving iii Date: 2/18/2013 3:28:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    It doesn't matter. In another life you may have been black and I white. Each time has it's place and each justice has it's race.
  1. Date: 2/18/2013 2:03:00 PM

    Nice write john. We are a composite of our Father's fathers indeed - but, yet we can still forge our own path - for we, too, will be fathers fathers for future sons. Your poem flows well with good rhyme and rythmn. Nicely written.