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I Killed Him Long Before He Died

I killed him long before he died.

When I found out, ’twas then I cried.

We came to blows one hit July.

I packed my bags and screamed “Goodbye”. 

I didn’t like my father none,

But how he loved his only son.

Each night, that I’d come home he’d pray,

But I rebelled and went astray.

I robbed some banks and stole some cars,

Lived half my life behind some bars.

When he would see me in my cell,

I told him he could go to hell.

I made it hard to be my dad.

That made his heart so very sad.

He just kept hoping all the while

That I would want to reconcile,

But I said “Nope. Won’t be today.

Don’t bother me. Please go away”.

He died in nineteen ninety-three

While having never talked with me,

But I had killed him long before

With love I gave to him no more.

And now, my heart’s forever blue.

To dad, I pledge my love anew.

If I could do it all again,

With open arms, I’d run to him. 

But now that chance is gone, you see 

And it is all because of me.

My pain can’t be described by words. 

I miss him now so much it hurts.

I killed him long before he died.

When I found out, ’twas then I cried

Copyright © David Gordon | Year Posted 2014

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