Dad, You Suffered Me
Dad, You Suffered Me
You looked to the North
I stared to the West
My desire gone forth
I thus failed your test.
"My eyes are not blind,
"and ideas quite alright."
I turned from behind
led by leisure's light!!
*
Wastrel of fast renown
my purse grew so slim
A beggar had I grown
whose mirth turned dim.
Reason poured forth
homeward to then retire
When I looked North
I saw grey face of sire!
*
I shivered with regret
doubting Dad's welcome
Yet, the stage was set
to get me back home!
Royalty was in Town
as fanfare lit the day
While in rugs of a Clown
I toddled on the way!
*
Standing 'fore the table
Dad, all old and wan
To address the Rabble
lavished in dazzling fun:
One sheep in the cold
sin had tainted so black
Being alive in the fold
welcome my Son back!
*
Such is the Sinner Me
with a hard, rigid dome
Light shall I not see
flicker to go back Home;
Before my Dad's knee
to bow, to plead to say:
For long you suffer'd me
ne'er more shall I stray!
02nd Oct' 2013
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2013
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