 | Dad, I’m missing you for six long years right now...
I’ve written a poem just to honor you,
and I still need my anger to subside somehow...
so, my writing to you is all I can do...When I was four you became my #1 hero...
You were one of the best cops the city took on,
but the job was wearing you down
and every time you came around
you’d always come home and beat up on mom.
I try to forgive you for what you’ve done to us all...
You divorced her when I was only four.
How could your kids look up to you
when they’re seeing all that you would do
by leaving us stranded in favor of your “where”?
You were tough on me when I finally came out...
You didn’t want to be bothered with me.
I’m sorry that I let you down
but no matter what, I’m still around
that was just what I had to make you see.
I know that you had so many problems in your life…
But NONE of them could give you the excuse,
like the ones that you’d always try
whenever I saw my mother cry
as you punched her and gave her abuse.
I buried you with so much honor and respect…
And I hope you know to this very day,
Your mom is still crying out so loud
because of you she’s still proud
though, not knowing how you treated us this way.
I love you Dad, and I really do miss you…
You were so great during my adult years.
Please know that since I was just four
I still simply cannot ignore
the nightmares I’ve had seeing my Mom’s tears…
M. Leyva
April, 2006
Written by Mark Leyva
Submitted by Mark Leyva |  |
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