Father Apart

From the shore he waved at me
Beckoning me closer
The crashing waves scream that it cannot be
I want to wade out to him
I care not that this a dream
I just need to be with him
Been so long
Maybe too long
A thousand times I broke
I'm not that strong
I don't know
How far I'd go
Just to see you though

Daddy, daddy, daddy
Why did you go?
Why couldn't you have passed your cancer to me?
Without you around daddy I don't have any peace
I'm feeling so weak
All day I struggle to speak
Give you my heart daddy
So once again I can hear it beat

Father, father , father
Is this all for me?
No flowers left for B
Wish you were here to see
Or maybe I don't
Your son is acting shameful
And what hurts him the most
He wants to see you so bad
He often clings to a rope
Or a razor
Bruises you can't cover make up
On the way up father I hope you looked down
Pray to you to keep us safe and sound
But how can a heart beat
If it's buried underground

DarkTower

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand the poem. Our mentors, our teachers and our father are missed. I am a Grandfather now and I hear my father's voice when I speak. I believe we are left. To become the teacher, the mentor to the new generation. Wonderful and powerful words shared my friend.
Coyote