My Father Poem by devon da poet

I never knew him, I never saw him, he was always there, though i never grew with him
Never needed him, succeeded without him, at least that's what i thought, was like a weed without him
My vision was my mission, everything was in position, nothing could of went wrong, i had the power in my hands
was trapped in my illusions, colored imaginations, everything was so vivid. I couldn't be his seed!
Kept following my shadow, the straight road was too narrow, 'yeh! I'm on the right track and I'll still be here tomorrow'
No! These words didn't come out right. I was hiding from the truth, i couldn't face the light, nor the noisy sounding flute.
Is he here somewhere? Somewhere in the sky, somewhere in the dirt, or somewhere passing by
where is he? Has anyone seen him? Is he invisible or somewhere deep within?
I couldn't stop pondering, i was looking for answers. I kept on searching; i was gazing at the stars.
I had no one else to turn too, mama knows it all, and I had to confront mama even if I was small.
Mama where is dada? i stared in despair, she didn't know it neither her heart was filled with fear.
I said 'mama why are you crying'? She didn't say a thing, but the expression on her face was something I've seen.
she came right up to my face as she wiped the tear drops from her eyes, she said son there's something that i want you to know and please do not deny
I said sure mom I'm ready for whatever surprise it may be, she said son your father is in heaven looking down at you and me.