Dear Dad

It is now twenty years
I still recall the tears
I still recall the shame
Dad you are to blame
I know this you did not expect
You will call it disrespect
sorry but you I respect.

Dad I remember
The memories fresh in my calendar
Her tears and pain imprinted in my heart
Dad my mother you did hurt
As a good woman she played her part
She never ever set your heart apart.

when we did good I and brother
we were as bright as the father
when we did wrong I and brother
we were as foolish as our mother
so we were beaten like our mother
she wiped our tears
she ended our fears.

Dear dad here I am
Growing into a man
will it please you
when I beat my wife too
will it please you
when I call my wife a fool too
will it please you
when my children never call me dad
I find this hard dad.

Dad that woman you called a fool
she taught me to respect women in full
she taught me that a woman
Is a necessity to a man
she taught me never
To lay a hand on a woman ever
Dad this foolish wife
Taught me how to love in my life
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Allison Avatar
August 27, 2014 at 12:09 PM
Such a sad write about domestic but you have learned good things from your wonderful mother and that is something you will always live by:-) Hugs Jan xx
Corbin Avatar
August 27, 2014 at 9:10 AM
Hi Griffins. It's so hard to comment on a story like this, because it is so good, yet reveals so much hurt. Very nicely done my friend.
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