Father No More II
From the constantly brisk basement
Every Nook
Cranny
c r a c k
To the bedroom I grew up in.
Was trapped in, usually.
But so many saw the materials
The items and assets
That they deemed equated to a child's content.
No one knew
Not enough were educated or aware of what a "father" would do.
He was no father,
As much as he was no husband,
As much as he was barely concerned about preserving his humanity;
because he won his battles.
Against a 2- 5- 7- 9- 11- 13-year old girl,
But with his love for God, he believes all has and will remain forgiven.
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Until I share these words with you,
I quietly, dauntlessly hope.
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