Sacrificing the Boy

Sacrificing the Boy

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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Father was full of surprises.

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He tiptoed on autumn's leaves so his soul wouldn't crumble.
Discovered in a black filled night he caved in to the would be assailant.
Rising higher into the stranger's arms he felt the warmth of a tickle
from his father's charm.
Higher and higher well over Dad's head
hurled upon sudden rock
He knew his fate was dead. 

© 2014 Alfred Kukitz


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Thanks Silver. I didn't realize the biblical relationship. Dad was not a church goer. He sinned to terms of fatherhood.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Reminds me of Abraham and Isaac... and posted on a Sunday no less... ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on July 20, 2014
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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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