Big Father
Big Father
I try to figure out, read these lines and try to get up
comprehending the lie that you care for me
appreciating the fact that you've been there for me
though I'm not just little as you said
I'm a big boy trying to be on my own
for only memories of a drunk dad I own
heavy punches and shouts on phone
I don't want to remember that,
No.
Not about to talk about that
coming home late each night
thronging mum and dragging her on the floor,
my heart bleeds as pains flow.
O.k, I know nothing for I'm just a kid
but I know that cruel man you are
a beast in a sheep's skin you are
I love your words
I like your talks
For you are a good preacher
yet definitely the worst christian
for christ sake,
I'm sorry dad.
and expect you to be too.
Besides all,
I love you dad and honour your words.
King
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