You will live.
You will experience what is called ‘life’,
That which your parents had to contend with.
You will fight great sorrows, submerged in melancholy.
Your heart will crack,
Burning with hatred towards the afflictor
shrinking into a ball of darkness.
At times, the sky will descend upon you
defying all rules of gravity and you will have to watch…
You will live
You will Journey through what is called ‘life’,
That which your parents adventured.
You will be immersed in euphoria , bliss nurtured.
Tears of jubilee will shower down your accents and features..
the natural traits that molds your beauty. My daughter
At times the sky will crack, open, and foster
a light that will kiss your light brown skin so sweet, pure bliss.
I am your father, you are my child.
No matter what the shape of your face is, you will always have your mother’s smile.
When you will cast defiled spells upon me, you will have her frown..
your anger for the moment will be justified until I sit you down.
And apprise the reasons why I’ve done what I have done..
I will let you know part of me is begrimed, because my father never had his son.
The worst kind of abortion.
I was to him what a lost pawn was to a chess set..
I was a disposable portion of his existence
I will be his antithesis , cause you will be to me what the bible is to a gentile.
I will never forget who you are to me,
Putting nothing, no one over you.
After work will be there for every laugh,
every smile every swing on the playground
every fall from the mound, every frown
to the last sound of your exhaling sleep.
Full time father, making sure nothing wakes your slumber, not even a peep
or daddy may go into a
I will keep you near my heart,
too many fathers have abandoned that role to the mom
I shall embrace it with every lesson,
There for every scrapped knee ,every blessing
every recital, every boyfriend of your adolescence
every learning lesson, first day of class to graduation.
your concerns shall be priority everything else will come second.
Every trait of your essence
the value of my presence shall be never be question.
This my Dear Daughter is heaven.
Whether through unprotected love or planned conception
your integration in this militia will be swiftly,
Packaged with responsibilities, candidates I wont flee
Ill embrace it candidly, until the day your mind roams free.
My little girl grown.
In your life you will discover the light
Ambition will explode in your mind,
let no one quench your intellectual thirst
I will sit you in the living room
and you will extract the memories of your family from your mother’s side
and mine. You will see where your green eyes root.
You will ascertain why you throw a fit every-time you smell eggs.
Why your taller than your father but not your mother
You will be immersed in our past, baptized by our history.
I will be your father before I am your friend,
As a youth will not be flirting with death, you will transcend.
You will hate me, I will make you Irate , but you will comprehend
when you have a dear daughter , the capacity of love that exist for my creation.
for you, to hell your mother may put me through.
Cause our relationship may be closer than the two of you.
I will fail you in my attempt to be a father,
to keep you from becoming a whore but a scholar
keep you safe from deceitful charmers,
Giving you the tools to succeed in life, i will exhaust every means dying a martyr
Epitomize the meaning of a father.
When I finally receive you angel
you will dispel all my anger,
you will be second coming, Christ in a manger
The apple of my eye, anchoring my tempor..
You’ll come out of your mothers womb,
The doctor will hang you upside down, holding you above.
We will smile, already in love
You will scream a resplendent sound, soothing as a dove.
My eyes obsessed with yours, then the doctor’s hand struck.
I wanted to swelter his throat with my hands, I will stop by luck.
He then will give my dear daughter to her mother , as such.
And I will scream ” HELL NO! you carried her for 9 months, get the fuck!”