Daddy Issues

Damian Semwayo

In the art of poetry, my heart sings,
Revealing truths of the pain it brings.
I reluctantly admit, it did hurt so,
When he departed, a part of me did go.

A tender lesion, filled with compassion’s grace,
Departed with him, leaving an empty space.
An itch demanding more, a longing to fulfill,
Scratching into memories, against my will.

Now healed from the soreness, I lay here still,
Reflecting upon a life, both good and ill.
But is it enough, worth holding on tight?
Does it fulfill me, bringing peaceful respite?

Is it worth the trade, surrendering flesh to dust,
In the grand tapestry of nature’s eternal trust?

Sixteen years have passed since that fateful news,
A sudden rupture, a reality I couldn’t refuse.
A pause in breath, a halt to beats so dear,
Cowardice emanates from you, crystal clear.

A man should own up to his mistakes, it’s true,
Acceptance is a virtue of integrity, through and through.
But alas, vain and fearful, you chose another path,
Overpowered by fear, avoiding aftermath.

I’ve come to accept you as flawed, human in kind,
Yet deep within, the truth you cannot hide or bind.
A true man’s essence eludes you, lost in your fears,
For a man without integrity, its virtue disappears.

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