Father Poem by Richie Duprey

A boy's first inspiration - his father,
Traditionally a strong, masculine figure,
Smashed to smithereens.

"What am I doing wrong? " questions the boy with the bright blue eyes,
"Please daddy, stop! " he sits and cries.
What a hero, what a man,
He begins to shout, he lifts his hand.

"You're worthless, nothing, a complete and utter mistake."
The boy takes in these words, his heart begins to break.
Each night he sits and cries once again,
No stereotypical hero, nobody to share his love or his pain.

"What if he cared? " contemplates the child,
"Does he hate how I exist? " - his weeping becomes quite wild.
The boy, left to his own devices without a father at all,
Unable to fit in with the rest of the world, feeling quite small.

Nobody to play games with,
His childhood slowly becoming a myth.
"What am I doing wrong? " he asks once more,
But soon to realize, negativity had walked out the door.