My Father's Pen
The ink flows in my veins, it drips as I cry
I figured life was joy
I was wrong, for there is much evil walking in our streets
Lies upon lies, death herself points at me
Who am I to pretend of joy, when I break inside
I bleed, I shall not bare any seed
O' how I desire to be a father yet I weep I may not see the day
Cast unto me your burden as I drown in tears already half dead and all I have is my name
Why must I deny to be poor, to be worth nothing
As I, who am I
Father embrace me as I break
In the eyes of the inocent I see myself being judged beyond content
And I fall to my knees as I know death will swallow my dreams
She will sit on my hopes to be
Will I too go down as nothing in history
Let the pages be blank, write in my name as I love my name
It marked me when I was born and the first ray of light and sin crept into my eyes
I see not tomorrow
I can't peek into the sunset for I am consumed by sorrow
Plea, O' Father I plea to Your name
Deliver me from this heart ache
Free me so that I may at last find peace
I drown lower in strife and and I grow weak
Will You strengthen the ones who shall see me pass and love me?
I beg, to my humble view Father I trust in You
The clouds spit onto me, as I
Eduardo is the name you gave me and I shall embrace it for You my God are my all
Age sit on me, and I grow in time seeing twenty-one years of life I cry out
For my future, as I am to be what?
I sing, and I weep to my pain
Will tomorrow bring me back, or will I still fear the rain
I love my name, Eduardo, Father I am your pen
Allow not the ink that flows in my vains to dry
Surely You know that if it does I will die
Father in your keep I leave my life as You gave it me, only You can take it
Amen.
Copyright © Edward Orozco | Year Posted 2009
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