Dave Cox Poet Rhyme

Shining Son

Shining Son.
Mum, can you see me?
Can you see what I’ve done?
Do you understand I wouldn’t,
Be here, without you mum.

Dad, are you looking?
Smoking your Player’s fags
Rubbing your chest like you 
Used to, look at me, now, dad.

The rumours always abounding.
You didn’t want me around.
It’s no longer hurtfully astounding.
Some babies just aren’t planned.

All the things you did I remember.
The poverty, jealousy and the lies.
I’ve let all the malice go now.
Understand your shocked surprise.

But of course, I’ll never know.
Just exactly how you felt.
I see the holes in our carpet.
And my heart begins to melt.

I know you had dreams dad
Mum’s sewing could’ve been more.
You both stuck it out together.
Blooded plasters, on festering sores.

So, I’ve competed but never won.
I’ve tried and dreamed just like you.
I’m grateful, you had one last passion.
And created me, your shining son.

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