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Daddy?
Daddy, where are you?
Daddy, where were you?
The vision of my memory
so filled with fog with
Only a few patches of blue sky.

Daddy, I’m your son, your first born.
Do you remember me?
Do you know me?
Do you even care?

I so needed you to be a daddy back then so that I could face the battles now.

Who was to teach me how to be a man?
Who was to show me the fighting stance?
I needed a daddy to show me the ways of the knight….
how to wear the armor….
how to slay the dragon….
how to rescue a princess….
how to love….
how to choose a woman…..
Daddy, where were you back then?

Where were you when my life was threatened each day?
Did you know?
Did you even care?

Daddy, where were you when your young son needed protection?

Why did you allow others, family, the ones who were to love,
nurture, and protect me….why did you allow them to tease and humiliate
Until I was broken in tears?
Daddy why did you put fear into my heart rather than courage?

Daddy, why did you abandon me?
I needed some footsteps to follow.
Where were yours?
I desperately wanted to walk in them!

Daddy, I needed you to teach me about life.

I needed you to give me a new name….a Man name.
I want to know how to fish.
I want to know how to fix cars.
I want to know how to build things.
I wanted to be macho.
I wish I had those traits to pass onto my son….your grandson
Both of whom bear your name.

Reality is….I am not who I want or wish to be….
Now half a century of life’s wounds and anger…
not grieved nor expressed…
have risen to the surface
producing tears and destruction.

WHERE’S MY DADDY??????