Fathers Against Sons Poem by nader baheri
Fathers Against Sons
The day when father died
I was only a child
Without any fears
And didn’t care about life
But they came to me step by step
I wished I had died instead
As I was drowning in the darkness
When I needed his mercy and bless
I was left in the cruelness
Hated the ones came and dictated for my little worthless life in their creepy congress
Soon in the darkness I saw Devil, his face
As I was fighting for the life as the rat race
Not to love when any one doesn’t love
Not to think about God and heaven and hell above
To stab back any one who tries to stab
To replenish between me and me a far gap
A wolf in ship’s clothing tries to shake hand
Cut the hand either a woman or a man
Now the devil is dead, free
But he squats inside me
So I never make a son for a fun
Let the God himself make his own son
I fell related, somethings are unforgetable and without our knowing we follow that same tune...
A son that was broken by so many things that worked against him will eventually break free and be all that God wants him to be. Our greatest father is God and only He is able to break the bonds of the Devil. An inspiring write.
As Heather said we must move on, as hard as it may be. Bottlling life up inside doesnot work. clearing all of this can give you a chance to move on. Otherwise it will hold you back. You have so much to give to others who will grow from your experience. Thank You
an interesting piece, the truth about life is we have both god and the devil within us there comes aday where we fight both choice made for the path we take. a great write
an interesting piece, the truth about life is we have both god and the devil within us there comes aday where we fight both choice made for the path we take. a great write
what a nice poem Bro. This poem is full of truth, reality, and the life's harms. A man who himself became a man. Great write dear.
it is a bitter experience to lose someone dear while still in childhood. but we must carry on and not let the devil get the best of us. a powerful write.
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I would like to translate this poem
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The bitter experiences of life especially in childhood can have far reaching repercussions! The untimely death of your father and the others taking his position and dictating things must have made you an angry man! But with maturity you have learnt to overcome such bitterness! The devil though dead squats inside, that's what you fear! But don't worry, as you hope, God will make you His own son! A candid confession coming from a repentant heart!