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Home arrow Poet's Corner arrow Father
Father Print
Written by Steve Angell   
Sep 10, 2009 at 10:08 PM

Father

Father,
What do you want from me?
"A new body."
Father,
What do you need from me?
"A new body."
I hear the sirens,
I see the lights,
And the future doesn't seem so bright.
I put down my brush,
And pull out my hair,
I'm standing here watching
While nobody cares.

Father,
Can you hear me?
Father,
Can you see me?
Father,
Are you breathing?
I just can't lose this eery feeling.

"He's coding take him away."
"Is the truck ready?"
"Ok, 1, 2, 3, go."

Father,
What do you want from me?
"A new body."
Father,
What do you need from me?
"A new body."
Father,
I see you leaving
And the doctor says I can begin my grieving.
I don't feel like standing.
I don't feel like walking.
I can see your lips
But I don't hear you talking.

Sister, can you hear me?
There's bad news up ahead.
I don't know if they told you,
But your father lies here dead.
Mother, can you see me?
I can see it in your eyes.
We all live in agony
The day our loved ones die.

Father,
Your new body awaits
At those pearly gates;
Now that we're all alone
And we have lost our home.
No one to run unto,
No one to help us through;
And though the memory fades,
Our love still remains.


 

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