genetic pool

The Genetic pool I’m my father’s son, I carry his genes He is a part of me that is inseparable If I hate him, I dislike myself These days, I’m older than my father He is my son, and I love my son Once I saw my father on the bus He reached out to say hello Misinformed, I ignored his gesture Looked out of the bus window I saw his tears Wish the moment would return It is my eternal shame My father is my son, I think of him Gently. The last poem in my new collection