Prodigal Father
He was a father
Now he's just an example of a man with feather
Flying away from his responsibilities after/
All those words he altered.
Maybe he thought we won't survive
Mother struggled in difficulties to keep us alive
With her/our dreams will revive
With sorrows and frustrations her heart danced to painful jive.
She had no trust but being a single mother with two
Negative side her heart askew
Because she could not bear the transformation of what was cool
Now her heart is blue.
That was 16 years ago
When he left us below
It was like running a company without a CEO
In our minds/ depressions overflowed
It changed our personalities
Gave us new mentalities
And gave Mom a painful opportunities
To drunkenness as her new oddities
Because of the deep sense of frustration we felt
Her lungs turned into a pathway for alcohol
And her system began its storeroomSoon she became a habitual drunkard
My brother bathed with notorious attitude
Evaluating problems that was equivalent to gangsterism
And buried education on the knobs of cigarettes
Turned into a daily observer for the street
I have always been a quiet and a shy person/but the hate I had for him it made me bitter than the word itself
I was depressed and miserable
I lived unhappy for so long that I no longer enjoyed the feeling of happiness.
My childhood was the hardest journey
I was surprised how I had such good friends
They wallpapered me so much love
From that moment I believed I can be great with or without him
I had to forgive my father but I also decided to forget him
That was the best remedy.
I now live a fulfilling life filled with abundant happiness and peace of mind.
© Artistic Poet
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