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Can it be oh so serious, or humerous to be believed
When one life's turns it's oblique corner, when life can so deceive
It's when you've looked through childrens eyes, what would you honestly see
If you could be able to see through my eyes to reflect, would I be you or me
To be awoken one cold dark morning, when shades of oranges and reds abound
When all that you can hear, are the terrors in your sound
Bright lights and sirens craze, amidst a family counting cries
Whilst a screaming father shouts, will they find his sons alive
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Can it be oh so serious, or humerous to be believed
When you've turned that oblique corner, we thank that we're relieved
It's when you've looked through childrens eyes, what would you honestly see
If you could be able to see through my eyes to reflect, would you be you or me
The excitement of going places together, brothers as they should normally do
Come back, your running too fast, I'll never be as fast as you
Bright lights and sirens craze, amidst a father again counting his cries
Internally he screams once more, will he find his sons alive
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Can it be oh so serious, or humerous to be believed
When I have turned so many corners, when I view my family sieved
It's when you've looked through this childs eyes, what would you honestly see
If you could live through continuous hurt, in death, also I would be oh so free
To be alive and escape ones past, as I sat in the Abertarff Bar one day
Way back in 1982, I nearly allowed my being to stray
If I had decided to turn that corner, this you wouldn't be reading now
Bright lights and sirens would craze, and wonder why and how
I cried once as a little boy
When I dropped and broke a brand new toy.
My father yelled and chastised me
“Stop crying now you big baby!”
“You’re three years now and that’s much too old
For a boy to cry”, is what I was told.
Whenever I got a hurt look on my face
My father would chide, “Get this baby out of my place!”
So somewhere deep down inside,
My tears found a place to hide;
Never to appear again
To avoid hearing my Dad’s chagrin.
A tough lad I turned out to be;
No emotions ever coming out of me.
I’ll show my Dad I can be a man -
Stoic and unmoving was my plan.
For thirty years a stone face I wore;
No one ever knew I cried before.
An emotionless bastard they labeled me
Not knowing about my history.
They buried Pa the other day;
I followed the coffin all the way;
I don’t know when it did appear -
Down my cheek spilled a single tear.
NOTE: Fiction. My Dad was great and I cried plenty as a boy.
My Father you have been to me
my mighty foundation of stability.
You are the soft warm place within my heart
that has been with me from the very start.
You are the stern firm hand of discipline
that corrects me when I sin.
You are a rushing river of mercy
that forgives me in a hurry.
You are my mentor who encourages
and saves me from disappointments scourges.
You are my strong hold that I run to when
evil has over run me again.
You are life’s one true beauty
that I wish that all could see.
You are my source of all I need
and everything that I want to be.
You are my Father my comfort my God and my life,
And I love you forever and that’s all I have to write.
Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009
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