Judge Santiago Burdon Poet Free verse

My Siblings' Father

MY SIBLINGS' FATHER
         JUDGE BURDON 


other children feared monsters under their bed
i feared the one living under our roof.
his hair was nimbus black 
with a storm's thunder in his voice.
his fists were freight train brown
ball bearing knuckles 
frostbite blue was his touch 
with empty icebox eyes 
his smile untrusted 
growling words spoken like tangled spaghetti 
he was my mother's husband 
my siblings' father

a childhood of baseballs never thrown
bruises and shattered bones medicated with lies 
happiness diluted with tears 
in a house with screams undetected
when asked what i wanted to be 
i testified "far from here" 

now, fiber optic home front news 
faceless words
cancer eating away at your life 
with the fury of a piranha
your disease now my champion 
fighting with the courage i was unable to muster 
your epitaph written in my adolescence 
while plotting your midnight homicide 

again you leave 
unaccountable for your actions
i'm left to wrestle with the demons 
not the strenght to forgive 
my memory too scarred to forget 
i'll keep the battle lines drawn
your monument 
let the puzzle piece fall where it may
good bye old man 
you'll be missed like a pit vipers bite 
your pain can no longer touch me 
from the grave.

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