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Click hereLook at you,
Standing there, with your lying eyes.
False hopes, you give plenty.
Broken promises? As always.
When will it be the end?
Will there be an end,
To this mockery of a game?
I call you a name,
That you’ve not yet earned.
What will it take, you ask,
To be worthy?
Be what you should,
Do what is expected.
Think past yourself, is all that I ask.
After that, then maybe someday,
I shall call you what you request.
Perhaps, one day, I can say ‘Father’..
And speak the word with conviction
it grasped at my heart - call it poem - call it text... no matter the name... it touched a place inside of me - and maybe that's all that is needed
thank you
This is actually about my real dad.
I wrote it when it was in the throes of his addiction to Heroin. (See 'To Daddy' in my stories list.)
"What will it take, you ask,
To be worthy?"
My dad told me he wanted me to look at him and call him 'dad' and mean it. He asked what it would take for that to happen.. because I didn't look like I loved him anymore.
So my answer was: "Be what you should,
Do what is expected.
Think past yourself, is all that I ask."
Meaning be a dad. Don't lie and break promises.. be there for me, and not just worry about where your next fix is coming from. The 'do what is expected' part came from him not going out to eat with us for my sister's birthday. He was at his druggie girlfriends house, out of his head.
Hope that clears things up a bit! This 'poem' has always struggled.. and its basically only a poem because it isn't long enough to be a story. ;)
I had to re-read this and think about it before deciding that I liked it. Poetry that makes one think is good poetry.